I'm asking myself what it’s like to be dead.
When I think about it I become still,
I can't even move my head.
Bodies are lying everywhere,
I'm searching for yours too;
there are so many that I don't know where to look!
I become so confused I don't know what to think.
Are you here or not?
I'm walking through all the spilled blood;
the mood is getting more somber,
the shadow is getting darker- I see the shining blade of death
Death is coming,
The clouds are nearly gone.
She won't leave us
until she’s killed us all.
She reaches for me slowly, I shiver in pain,
I cannot forget it, I scream out your name.
She stops right beside me, I can now feel...
Then I remember...
Your image, your being, your thoughts and your smile-
I thought that you’d left, but now I see that you have not!
Smiling at me, you open my eyes,
you'll always be living, the illusion is gone!
I don't see dead bodies,
I don't see spilled blood,
my vision is cleared and my head is relaxed.
I can see peace and a land far beyond,
I can only see what man would want.
Though death may find us all- that's all meant to be,
what's most important today is: to be!
Your memory lives and so do you,
I'll never forget you and neither will you!
« return.