How about a cloudless sky?
Would you like a flawless diamond?
How could i, not see you die without a crystal eye?
Death or life,which of both would you confide in?
You claim to be a coffin laying corpse,
a laughing lifeless soul to undergo and live as crow.
The peace i see, is dangerously doomsday,
as you reclaim will be a day, you free your spirit from the grave.
This is impossible!
Another superstitous mental puzzle,
an illusional idea of your dying.so bedazzled,
How could such a morbid thought not be a hassle?
but rather have you feeling like a knight inside a castle,
lost and waiting for your slaying.
waiting,watching over every city,
out for pity, out for feeding,only weak ones are the prey.
Have you negleted your decaying flesh?