an eternal sorrow,
an eternal pain,
cluded by self doubt,
lost;
wandering in the mist laden woods.
dense white mist everywhere,
the cold,the pain
the silence.
want to escape;but how?
when the mist clears,
when the silence dies,
when i am found dead,
in the woods remember me!
remember me!
lay a flower on my tomb;for
i thought of thy on death,
i thought of thy on death,
i thought of thy on death.
