Long Lost Life

Every rotting man

Every dying sound

Every broken vein

Has a tale to tell

His body shrinks

His color goes

Water trickles where blood used to flow

With a neutral eye

He examines his ears

Slowly a long lost life appears

Memories parade for a last time

And slowly march past in the name of this life

There's a black shape growin' inside

There's a black shape growin' inside

There's a black shape growin' inside

Inside, there's a black shape growin' inside

Outside, there's a white shape dyin' outside

Inside, there's a black shape growin' inside