Without a Fight

The end is near,
It is time to fear.
The coming of the end
Where you must fend
for yourself, or die.
It's okay to cry.
Just push on,
The shroud you might soon don.
But it is only for a while,
For you'll then enter Heaven's isle.
Save yourself I'll hold them back,
The dying spell I'll soon crack
Just fade into the night
Don't die, not without a fight.