Redemption - Seven Minutes From Sunset

I have barely stopped the wounds I have from bleeding
And I'm going back to battle once again
My skin is thickened from the unrelenting beatings
And on more of them I know I can depend

Thinking many steps ahead
Trying to read your mind

There's a nagging and persistent sense of fatalism
My failure's all but guaranteed
Still I rally in defense of my position
Hoping that with luck I might succeed

Can I anticipate what's coming
Enough to save me

Dies have been cast
Outcomes preordained
Still I count it down
Seven minutes from sunset

Head to the breach
The dead will fill the wall
Just more day
Seven minutes from sunset