Dark heroes

Heavy bullet's lightning fast,
Not for long, my friend, you'll last.
World goes dark, he screams out loud...
He, who made the angels proud.

Hero's dead, the heartbeat's gone,
He fought dark for you alone.
Broke through shackles of defeat,
Many times that would repeat.

What he faced was death and vain,
Was hit hard, yet felt no pain.
Now he's laying on the ground
And won't hear the north wind's sound...

What has killed him? Mighty beast,
Which today shall have its' feast.
Creature feeds on souls of those
Who can feel the deep remorse.

Even heroes make mistakes.
They do everything it takes
To protect the world from cold.
Yet, there's violence involved.

Be prepared to make a choice
When to your head comes the voice
Saying you should hurt or kill.
Choose - obey or hold it still.

Darkness fades away, there's light,
No more sign of heros' might.
He's now covered in the shroud...
He, who made the angels proud.