Ruins
In the bonds of a grave without sun, called life
Oppressive days languish in timelessness
With ghostly fear a soul prays in silence
For its doom, death, salvation
In the hands of cold death
These blurry images dissolve
A baneful moan rips the silence
Transfixing, as unabated bleeding wound
The flame fades
The light pales
Darkness rises
Life vanishes
Ruins are all
Left of our worthless life
Ruins are all
That blazed by dawn of the last day
Darkness spreads among silent shadows
A life unlived dims
Lamented cry of the soul dies
Her time ends in solitude
In the bonds of a grave without sun, called life
Oppressive days languish in timelessness
Emptiness roams as a silent ghost
Over a nameless epitaph