In Grief

i walk this way
the flock of dead is around
i bereave of my mind
waiting either hell or heaven

the world of the dead
hope is nil yet
an illusory hope
terror seized me

i cannot die, i cannot live
i want wings of freedom
i cannot die, i cannot cry
i will strangle me, the hour has come
the hour has come

i see failed goddess
death is calling me
i'm feeling afraid
death is calling me

how do you feel？
i feel dead