May 16, 2025
More in Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Decay
Dank, dark, always dark Sitting in my cave I never pray I'm sitting all alone Hiding in my home I'm prey Listen to the silence My last breathe Fades Never saw it come Felt nothing at all No pain Comfort in the soft earth Wraps me in its arms No pain Seeing through the silence Hear your voice Now say "He lived out his life In his own way" Never cry in sorrow Not for me This day I lived out my life I hid away Don't pray Never sought the halo Now all I do Decay © 2002, Mosquitobyte
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