If eternity's reality
And day by day I slip away
Into this twisted fate

Where fairy tales are painted grey
And all the sun is washed away
into a crimson stain

Then I hope the time I've spent today;
Writing verses, singing phrases;
Was time well spent, not wasted away.

Reality is truly cruel 
As it stares death in the face 
Almost if mocking the living by tempting the reaper.

But if eternity's reality,
Could it be it's crueler then life?
Spitting its venom; snapping its fangs.

All to say a painful goodbye.