A shell for the earth, all seasons reverse. A life inside out in a jet-black hearse. The feel of pain and the taste of dirt. A darkened sky and the loss of worth. Lower me down under glorious green. Eternity waits on a broken machine. Exit the soul in a vibrant white. Leaving the shell in the dead of night.

Life is a path, Death a destination.

I've met the end of being, my eyes are open wide.
I feel myself depleting, and watch my body die.

A step to the throne, I stand alone. A vacant mind and a destined home. Engaging the end in a seamless gaze. Like blind I climb through the tortured blaze. Raise me up into white unstained eternity gained, only life remains. Forever the scars have been washed away Like blood on the brow of a forgotten day.

Life is a path, Death a destination.

I've met the end of being, my eyes are open wide.
I feel myself depleting, and watch my body die.
Life is a path, Death a destination