The last battle

I walk through the dry grass
There is wind caressing my face
I can see the cloud of despair
But it isn't so unfair
Now I'm able to see a rain
Delivering the pain
Cause it's raining blood
Above dead moods
There's anger in my soul
This slaughtering make me full
I can't continue to bear
I've no fear to be cleared
I run through the dead grass
There's wind hurting my haze
I perceive the skies of hope
That's the last rope
Which glitters into the heaven
A last way before the end of men
My life is still the only one
I could save, I'm the last one
There's fear in my soul
My life has been so wonderful
I don't want to die now
But it seems to be the only end of this row
Bodies strew across the battlefield
And I continue sinking
I felt a bloody bullet
Piercing my blinking hearth
I know I never could see the sunlight anymore
This pain is growing so sore
I finally think to her
Her death is like water on my fires
These wounds, like a knife
Have taken away my life





Oui, j'avais décidé d'écrire un texte en anglais et j'aimerais savoir ce que vous pensez, surtout si vous êtes prof d'anglais !