To only end the heartache,
To shed this mortal coil.
Face pressed to the earth.
I'm frozen to the soil.
My only thought,
With my last breath.
To suffer slings and arrows,
Adrift and lost it seems,
Or take f light with the sparrows,
The ghost that haunts our dreams?
Drained of all resolve,
My spirit pours from me.
The fire's growing cold,
Please do not forget me.
My only thought,
With my last breath.
Pray for me now,
The hour of death
One lost night against a sea of troubles
I could not hear You through the thunder's
Peal
