Dead Man Walking

In the middle of the way there was a stone

With flowers around and my name carved in

Sad remembrances of that strange vision

In the middle of the way there was my end

During all the pathway how didn't I see

That strange shadow following me through

My entire life I was deaf, invalid and blind

For not noticing that the strange shadow

Was the vulture flying over my head

The hell is here - the end is near

The more you fear - more it's clear

The killing time and the moving sands

The crawling worms and the things you wait

Worms are only larvas of yourself

The unbroken circle of self-degradation

Learning to crawl - walk and crawl again

The incapacity - the weakness

The immortality - the nothingness

Everything is the wrong thing to do

Everyone is locked inside the walls of vain philosophies

The world, the cold eyes of disgrace

The ropes, the frozen ropes of mistakes

There's a dead man in the mirror

There's a dead man in the water

There's a dead man in the men

There's a dead man everywhere

There's death across the distance

And deep inside our dreams

There is nothing but nothing

Just emptiness and dark