do what you will with me
till I turn purple from oxygen deprivation
my house is in order
I welcome the acrid bitterness of bleak nevermore
it will be a passage into silence
I sing of dead angels who have reached the end of understanding
"We can push you along no more"
"Please push me just a bit further
as I am just seeing a god's face......."
"These fools of heavens lies
they call for mercy but gave none
while they sojourned for life."
Good bye my favorite words,
I am looking at you before the light blinds me.