Following black shadows through the narrow corridor of my tomb
walking towards the end of my life
this vague light barely shines through
Forced to coincide
I take out my eyes
pushing forth with my mind
I now see what I decide
Colorful though I see you black
tarnished & polished with hate
I never looked back
Forgive me for what I do
I'm dead though I still feel you
bugs imbibe through me to get to you
my rotting corpse will always condole
the kind words spoken over my rising soul
lorh
