"Why didn't they let me die that way,
The warriors way to go,
And bury me in an unmarked grave,
Where none shall ever woe.

By now I'd be tight within his arms,
Right where it's safe and warm,
Happy we would be together,
And part for never more,

But fate would not have been so kind,
Apart we would become,
A debt was yet to be repaid,
For sins unjust, undone.

Heavens gates I would not see,
Pits of red I would,
For souls that shortly lived throughout the times,
And souls that never would.

Yet that too was not to happen,
Cause here on earth I am,
Heading to the far off place,
Where familiar warriors took their final stand.

A set of graves I go to see,
A few to which I tend,
But none are more important,
Than the one that houses him.

Again I wonder my existence,
Why so many years I stand,
Waiting to be reunited,
With a single hanyou man.

Remembering his golden eyes,
And silver mane of thread,
Brought ghostly feeling to my eyes,
Of tears I can no longer shed.

A wandering soul am I this day,
And every one before,
Even all that will come later,
All those forever more

I tire of this lonely life,
Of longing for my love,
A love I know I will not find,
Due to all's been said and done.

I've felt him being round me though,
I've felt the others too,
But that only makes this tortured soul,
All more sad and blue.

An old soul am I,
And an old soul is he,
Yet never once in resurrection,
Had he ever come for me.

A punishment of sorts is thought,
An idea like this is true,
To be the reason for my suffering,
A reason for the gloom.

My name was once Kagome,
And now I'm simply maid,
For why would a murderous killer,
Ever deserve a name?

Many do not know the reason,
As to why I am to pay,
For the lives that have been taken,
Or the ones forever changed.

I've fought a good, hard battle,
And I've waited for the day,
The day I would be struck down,
And die the honorable, warriors way.

Why didn't they let me die that way,
The warriors way to go,
And bury me in an unmarked grave,
Where none shall ever woe.

For I do not fear the death that comes,
It is true that I can tell,
I won't be seeing heaven's beauty,
But the fiery pits of hell.