thoughts of a dying atheist

muse sarkisi;

eerie whispers
trapped beneath my pillow
won’t let me sleep
your memories

and i know you’re in this room
i’m sure i heard you sigh
floating in between
where our worlds collide

scares the hell out of me
and the end is all i can see
and it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all i can see

and i know the moment’s near
and there’s nothing you can do
look through a faithless eye
are you afraid to die?

it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all i can see
and it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all i can see

it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all i can see
and it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all i can see