White sterile rooms
Morphine silence
Numb and weak
Consumed by radiations
A shell of a man
awaiting the end
A quiet place for your last days
Staring at the ceiling
while your eyes look glazed
Not knowing when it will happen
Could be anyday
Floating beetwen life and death
in a drug-induced haze
No tomorrow
Life's sardonic turn
Cold and lonely
No loved ones will mourn
Lights are fading
Exhausted eyes roll back
The final chapter
Your body has collapsed
White coats surround you
Distant words
Muffled sounds
Another injection
Involountary smile
when chemicals set in
A quiet place for your last days
Staring at the ceiling
while your eyes look glazed
Flashes of your life
pass before your eyes
A last tear of regret
An unjust demise
No tomorrow
Life's sardonic turn
Cold and lonely
No loved ones will mourn
Lights are fading
Exhausted eyes roll back
The final chapter
Your body has collapsed
...'Til we all meet there at the Iris' House
