The Fear

The Aphotic rays reach higher And shame, shade reigns over all Lacuna, Apathy is all I feel as I fall into the ashed grave I'm living, the slowest way to die Elysia, rapture where are you now What will I do when the flame is extinguished What will I do when I drown in ash What will I do when they sing my name in funeral dirges How can this be all, one short organic vitality Scares to die, but afraid of a new day Scared to die, but so afraid of a new day Will I Ressructe to Paradise, burn in Hell, or lay in Sheol Is this a there is, one feather, to the dirge My life so long - my suffering grows Scared to die, but so afraid of a new day In all of the ashes, a flame begins Once again, here I am Living, the slowest way to die