Alone with a taste of eternity Infernal pressure breaks my will I'm caught here with myself and me Down underground I'm waiting still Above I hear the flowers grow Stretching into the northern space All through my bony hands it flows The sand of time, it leaves no trace Reaching out to heaven While the earth dances with the sun It seems the last hour of day seven With a silent raindrop has begun Writing this poem underground Where silence is the only sound Lines about decay and demise Deep underground I will be wise Looking through blackness everywhere Deep down into the heart of all Into oblivion's throat I stare From where the swallowed flowers call Watching with the electric eye The impressive hour I was born When the sun comes to kiss goodbye For withered flowers I will mourn