They'll see through my soul
From a mile away,
Look into its depths
Becoming deeper each day
They'll see what I can't
And warn me before it strikes,
Save me from myself,
Before the teeth of reality bite
The outline of my life,
Will surely remain distinct,
Although the world around us has turned faint
And our time on Earth is complete
A black rose, the sign of death,
A shadow of a stance,
Drawing nearer and nearer,
Will we ever stand a chance?
We haven’t much time,
For this I know,
The tension around us
Has started to grow
In a valley of tears
We'll be laid down to rest,
But will we remain,
That is the true test
But as I think about it some more,
I suddenly realize that,
To do this we must,
For death we cannot combat. |
