The last handful of soil
the end of my toil
I am left alone
will I atone

The vault creaks
settling now, no leaks
so I can decompose
surrounded by stone

Time passes, Remorse fades
does anyone come and visit my grave
it matters not, I am not there
just a useless body in disrepair

I have gone far away
I have left no need to stay
combined with the universal tides
simply along now to enjoy the ride