Blood and sweat run down my cheek; rippled with age
My grave awaits only for me to walk away; the death in the air
Confront my silence and hold the air; its stale taste unfolds
I sleep within the days I walked to; now forever awake
I am the walker of day's nights
I crave the feast of peace in my soul
The book I denied in no shame
I grow old forever my temple rots away
And time, I am its slave, holding me back
My mind awaits the warmth of coldness
I like my happiness in this daze
Don't dare to me or you'll become my ways
Victims are we pray
To condemn to live for others
To you the lord above
Has he died or are we dead
Now await peoples wondering eyes
I'm forced to watch over this domain
Curiosity of others will bring them pain
For they shall see life insane
Die child and leave my sight in pain
For death awaits and I am its hand
I shall watch your life to pass advice
Go away and never look back or in time you will pay
The lesson learned is a bit far for days; the cold air that warmed away
Do what you must in your days till death; don't you wonder if need be
Conform me, and you shall die; if I wish it you will die
