whats can you say,
about this life of mine,
what of the deeds,
that i have said and done,
Is the boatman waiting,
To send me across,
or is the darkness coming,
for this life that i lost,
will i be judged,
my sins weighed?,
heaven or hell,
a feather will say,
the light is not for me,
and fire the same,
so back to the dark,
that once my life was,
to watch my fire,
to watch my light,
and wait for the boatman,
to take me in the night
sitting in my room, surrounded by the night,
Sitting on my bed, the darness around me,
I am alone, in this place of mine,
I stay here, most every day and night,
never leave, never go, always do i stay
There is nothing in this place,
this place of dust and shadows,
No Joy, no Happiness, no Love,
there is nothing left in this place,
Echoes once existed, of what was here before,
but the echoes have faded, beaten by the void,
now i sit alone, no love, no joy, not either
Sitting in my room, the room within my mind,
the door is barred shut, none may leave
Sitting in my room,the room in my heart,
the door is barred shut, none may enter
Alone i will ever be, in the room that is my soul
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