The final breath approaches
I see the dim of light…
I feel that my heart is weakening
I feel a warm touch of a bright light…
My whole life glimpses as I fade
Shades of vultures go away!
I'm chest wounded, profuse bleeder
Another victim of denied love care…
And nowadays I look behind and see…
That the shade of the vulture is awaiting me…
I can see my body on that coffin
Being buried six feet under…
Thus every moment is revived
Forgotten and despised they where…
Insidious shades of fear await me
Down on the other side of this bridge…
Shades of vultures and angels singing
Heaven or Hell, where am I supposed to be?
And yet I wake up…
Half reborn I am…
Stitches, sutures, tubes and d**
All of them made me another man…