Nightmares and Horror ROB me of my laughter
Agony and Pain STEAL me of my esctasy

I have learned to live with it
I have no choice

Ashes and dust falls all over me
Ashes and dust is what I will become

I stare at my casket
I stare at my still being. Motionless.

I can feel my decaying body.
Aching in the dark.

I cry alone.