In eternity I’ll wait
Broken glasses cut my flesh
Morbidity devouring me
Where do I go from here?
Your presence is divine,
Your mortality is hollow;
Visible lies,
Intricate truth,
Stupid convictions;
What will happen?
If truth becomes a lie
If death becomes life
If man becomes beast;
What’s the beauty of irony?
What am I without d light of reality?
Death will come upon us;
We are both secrets that forever will be kept.