Somewhere far, where spirits reside Populated by death, yet lively at this time A forgotten land where your soul is the guide No more reason to hide, I see a ghastly fog in high tide Past lives occupy this land, physical bodies cast aside
I just wanted to be free, a victim less crime Escaped from reality, my ride booked ahead of time I drifted from my body, to which i'm no longer assigned No longer confined, a comfortable frame of mind. Yet my joy is overshadowed by a shroud of malign influence
I feel emptier than I ever have before, The spirits seem to implore for their previous rapports What have I done? What have I left behind? My entire world dissipated in the blink of an eye The vitality of my identity of which I said goodbye I now long for, death ensued my hue and cry
Had I known, I would have never set foot on that ride