I came across
A shattered man
Laying in an ancient tomb
His body fallen apart
His mind eroded by time

Nothing was left in his brain
I guess it all rotted away
Running on instinct alone
It tried to attack me
I fought with a shattered man

It was an easy fight
He went down fast
He had long forgotten
How to battle
Or even how to think

I can't help but feel pity
For that shattered man
Once upon a time, he was a king
Then he had nothing
But a body, surviving in emptiness

I hope that in the future
When I become old, wrinkled and gray
That I do not become a shattered man
I don't want my mind to fall to pieces
I don't ever want to be a shattered man...