The soul of the uncaring...
Remains forever glaring...
Into the face of the daring...
With all the thoughts buzzing in your head...
Of all the important things left unsaid...
Your soul awaits the day you arrive dead...
This soul will forever bleed...
Guilty this soul will plead...
Untill the day it is freed...
This soul took all your pain...
All your stress and all your strain...
Now its the day the soul will wither and drain... |