A hum that flies with the wind
Caresses my ears softly, roughly, sweetly
And ventures deep in to my soul
A hum so sweet it breaks my innocence
With all of the seven deadly sins
And with all of the seven virtues
Bringing together both my peace and chaos
A hum so ghostly it fires my adrenaline
So warm yet so intoxicating, beautiful
A soft hum, nothing more nothing Less
Yet a hum that makes up my world
A world of beauty and horror,
A sad yet honourd, a life worth living
And it is non other than the hum I hear
In my reality, my dream, my heaven and hell
A hum that passes through time unmistaken
Never fading, never existing, never heard
Yet it is a hum we all know,
A hum, the sweet harbinger of our death
