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.