There's a black dog on the table
Begging you to stay
And 7 masked marauders
A judgment in their wake
They beckon and enable
The sealing of your fate
Say goodbye and cradle
Then you slip away
Why does the nightingale celebrate sunrise?
Just to sing again when day falls into night?
The moon drenched rays of glorious starlight, Does she knows it?
Why did look at me that way the day you died?
My sweet friend, it seems you knew it was your time
Slow like water the drain there dripped your life, to the ocean
Raindrops falling down
I know where they are going
Deep into the ground
Then back into the sky
And it hurt to take the band-aid off
I questioned my intentions
But through death I've found
The permanence of life