I once was like you
made of muscle and blood
and skin and bone
But my days have come and now they have gone

And I'm left out in the dark to wander round lone
No longer to smell the sweet things
Not even a song

No heat , no cold
no voice of my own
I have no place of residency
to call my place home

All that I have
is a dark holes embrace
Forever now my time
is lost in its space

I am no more than the thought in your head
And that will be gone when you too are dead

So I am condemned with
no senses at all
No tumbling or floating that I can recall

Trapped in the nothingness that's greater than Hell
Just that of my consciouness and the memories that tell