Through the perception of seven lost souls
The end, Now, even then.
with the wind bloking my view I stare into an empty field of endless black,
only interupted with small glimpses of heavenly lights.
Let me go you allusive and untagable being,
Lift these heavy chains and free my prison from confindment.
The road is long and runs from me,
I cant catch my destination now, im lost.
Six wolves come to me, pulling me from the ground.
Its time to go now, im reluctant but slowly and catiously begin to follow.
Ahh, They begin to rip my skin with razor sharp teeth.
Finally im free and the lights are out, fading back, im dead.