The Other World

One day I'll walk among the dead,

Laughing at the past life's trials;

Souls crumbling to the realm unknown,

Voices and spirits of a power beyond.

I ask the voices whether life was worth it,

It's for them to decide they reply.

Then who you've fed or you've bled;

Who you've made or you've shred.

It's for them to decide what your life was worth,

A seven feet grave or a place forever in the heart.