Death Scene Excerpt
Death as arrows fly
Force your tongue to dry
Mouth is soaked in blood
Trampled into mud
Is this how you die?
Stare at staves encased
In the passed on human race
The body pleads "live longer!"
The heart cries "I am free!"
The soul lives on forever
The soil encapsulates
Die to a mortal grief
Everything that is has been
So fall asleep
Sleep my child sleep
White light
Breathe it deep
Deep breath
Deep breath
Now swallow it
Swallow it
Now pray
Pray for your last resort
Pray for the mortal lord
Who will come to save you now?
Aren't we all just lonely?
Don't we all just bleed?
Don't we all feel lesser
To the ruin of human grief?
Don't we all just watch?
Don't we all just love it?
So watch as we trample
The nations under feet
To mud and dust decay
To whom shall you now pray?
Don't we all contribute to the vacancy that caused this?
What shall we want now?
For what shall we lust?
In the last of our days
Let all turn to dust
Repent and weep, therefore
As you earn your death, forevermore
We are here as a test
We will be higher than angels because of
Our faith and endurance thus forth
And when we ascend we shall be praised
Speak now in death,
As ever better than in life,
Oh foolish sacred tongue
Lay now in comfort,
Oh heart
Oh death
Sting me down my throat
Force your tongue to dry
Mouth is soaked in blood
Trampled into mud
Is this how you die?
Stare at staves encased
In the passed on human race
The body pleads "live longer!"
The heart cries "I am free!"
The soul lives on forever
The soil encapsulates
Die to a mortal grief
Everything that is has been
So fall asleep
Sleep my child sleep
White light
Breathe it deep
Deep breath
Deep breath
Now swallow it
Swallow it
Now pray
Pray for your last resort
Pray for the mortal lord
Who will come to save you now?
Aren't we all just lonely?
Don't we all just bleed?
Don't we all feel lesser
To the ruin of human grief?
Don't we all just watch?
Don't we all just love it?
So watch as we trample
The nations under feet
To mud and dust decay
To whom shall you now pray?
Don't we all contribute to the vacancy that caused this?
What shall we want now?
For what shall we lust?
In the last of our days
Let all turn to dust
Repent and weep, therefore
As you earn your death, forevermore
We are here as a test
We will be higher than angels because of
Our faith and endurance thus forth
And when we ascend we shall be praised
Speak now in death,
As ever better than in life,
Oh foolish sacred tongue
Lay now in comfort,
Oh heart
Oh death
Sting me down my throat
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Harsevoort
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