At Death\'s Door,
Your soul is taken.
The Shadows creep,
You are shaken.
The life you lived,
Was taken away.
May be it is,
A new segway.
A segway where,
We stalk the Depth,
We aren\'t square.
We don\'t have a heart to beat,
We don\'t have a brain,
They just delete.
Yet,
We think.
Yet,
We Love.
We don\'t have a body,
It was on the brink.
We soar the skies.
We are sent here,
A place where none dies.
At Death\'s Door,
We are already their,
But leaving it,
Isn\'t as bare.