How does it feel to be dead?
Watching the world burn above you and unable to do nothing
Does the silence squash your bones ?
The darkness so close that you can feel it

Smoking mountains
Dancing dandelions
Shattered chandeliers hanging in the skies
The kiss of the morning sun on the skin of a woman
All left for a world anew

We allow the underworld creatures feast on our memories
Our visions served as breakfast
A sacrifice we must make for a new world

The feeling of dieing
Is like watching a star crashing in the seas
It's like smashing yourself into smithereens and picking them up slowy
Allowing smoke to cover the screen of life
We wiggle our way to a word anew