He stands calm, but his heart is far from ready.
The boy you knew is gone, and a different man has taken his place.
Gripping tight, his knuckles are white.
Steps out of his fears, now he's ready to start.
Waits for the signal.
Three,
Two,
One.
Out of the dark and straight into the fight.
His face is like stone, but he remembers his mama telling his that fighting isn't right.
From above the world looks like it's gone down below.
The classroom's gone.
Training is over.
No time left for second chances, only time to run for your life.
Surrounded by chaos, in an island alone, all he's gotta do is make it through the night