It was the point of no return from which they pushed me
over
I never thought an endless fall would ever seem so swift
With images of memories and long forgotten truths
I kissed uncompromising ground with an embracing hit

"He was a man who did it all", they'd say over my grave
People will wear ominous black and sickening white faces
A timid child, moves with grace, to guide my soul to hell
"Be strong", she'd tell me, "it wont help, but please, you
must be brave."

Onwards, so my consciousness descends upon the dark land
I reach with non existent hands for safety in the edges
There's evil, raw, material, just lurking down below me
Looking below there's nothing I can see and comprehend

Face to face with evil, almost close enough to kiss her
I smelled the scent of thousand bodies, dancing with the
slaughter
After I tried to beg and cry, a mumbling, a stutter
Her final words to me, a bidding, "Goodnight, muthafucker!"