He could hear the death in silence,
The constant ringing in his ear.
He could hear the death in silence,
The constant lingering is near.
Imagine stopping forever,
This is what he could always hear.
Imagine not even waking,
This is what he could always fear.
So deep the silence with the death,
Blackened and pitched for him only.
It an embarking to all end.
So darkened and ditched knowingly,
What an end of sound to begin.