Pale and white, the sun beats on my eyes Flashes of red across the skies Specks of darkness descend upon the light Ascending diagonals impede my vision
Close your eyes and look into the end This life you've lived has yet to begin There's no puppeteer to help you, no one there to pull the strings And nobody here around you can do a thing
With my hands in place, the light flickers and dies away Extinguishes the flame as the ashes turn to grey