The sweetness of honey.
The coolness of breeze.
The death in your eyes
Doesn't scare me.
The bright light is gone.
Its dark in the skys.
The scar on your face.
The black gloomy night .
I'm here now and then.
The blood in your hand.
The light in the dark
Has gone back to dim.
And now that you know
That one life is gone.
You turn and you flee.
Your mission is done.