My Beloved Afterlife
Down I walk the reclusive path, darkness trailing around me
When I turn around I'm haunted still by the demons of my past
So heavy the chains that bind me down, to what I can no longer see
Only in nightmares am I forced to relive these tragedies at last
A slave to the monsters under my bed, that possess me in my sleep
Spirits that swirl in calamity, afraid of the things I know
I pretend I'm fine, truly okay, those aren't tears when I weep
In the icy shell I call my heart is where the sickness grows
When daggers blade seals my fate and I descend into the shadows
My only wish beyond is this, that I fade into oblivion
No golden gates, no rosy pearls, no tall grass in the meadows
Don't send me to an afterlife, just leave me with no guardian
For even the lives of angels and demons are still slaves to their masters
I beg on my knees to be set free of everything that strangles me
No life of serving a special deities spending every day to commit to flatter
Just cut my sails at let me float free into the emptiness of the unending sea
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