A serene wilderness, a gentle breeze
A bit of water and that's all I need,
Sell my soul to the devil, a bit of freedom
Everything is done now, gone and over
Roaming the streets, poor and alone
Pondering my fate, I walk by graves
Everyone I knew, buried and gone
I stand before a stone, silent and mournful
Wondering whether tis my fate also,
To be unremembered and shunned,
Long after you leave, a forgetten coffin
Or a burnt corpse? Scattered and lost
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
Unfruitful desires and unfulfilled promises
Oaths once taken and later broken
Words spoken and blows exchanged
Once in love and now forgotten
A beating heart, which now has stilled
A stomach which now asks for no food
A breathing wraith, a spectre which haunts
Bound to this earth, in limbo, lost
Unable to break free and unable to stay
A mist out of the shadows, a flash of light
The darkness which carpets this entire night
Bringing serenity, peace and respite
Woe betide he who shares my fate
Condemned would his life be,
Who is there after all when all forsake?
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