• Where am I?
    Home you say, but what is that?
    What do I see?
    Life you say.
    Why is Life black and white?
    What do I hear?
    Death.
    It sounds so beautiful and sad?
    What is it that I feel?
    Cold and release.
    Cold stings, release sounds like death.
    What do I see?
    The Abyss.
    Who are you?
    Death.