soul..

I'm happy with a little gloom

I'm drizzling loaded with dark cloudy crown

I'm booned with a feeling of bane

I'm gifted with a syringe of poison

The world here is just a heap of land, air and water

That's what to me fate has muttered 

Human body will turn ash one day 

And the glory will turn dull and gray 

Well, I don't know about heaven or hell 

But my heart always says all is well