Visions of that no mornings
  light ever will come. I'm to old now.
  The dark is so near, will I ever reach the land beyond
  This is where we go when we have to die.
  I've been old since the birth of time.Time buried me in earth
  centuries ago, I tasted blood.
  Buried by time and dust.
  Many years has pasted since the funeral.
  Missing the blood of human throats
  so many years, ages ago.
  I must await, feel my bodies stench.
  Wanderings out of space.
  Wandering out of time.
  A world out of light, death at the end.
  Only silence can be heard, silence of peoples tears.
  No one knows my grave.
  Buried by time and dust.