I've wandered the heavens for ages unknown,
I've Lived amongst hell as well.
I'm unable to see,
Unable to speak,
Unable to hear,
Unable to tell of the emotions I've felt.
What is in this world,
That I'll never be able see?
What are those people there like?
But as I think,
Something draws me into a deep contemplation,
Am I pawn,
In this Human game,
This Human game of war?
Am I one who plays a minor part?
Destined to die,
Before my job is through?
To blind to see the truth,
To deaf to hear the pleas,
To mute to speak of he fears I've felt.
Suddenly A sharp pain runs through me,
and I slowly fall.
To blind to see what was coming,
To deaf to hear the footsteps,
To mute to speak the words of reason.
My life has faded,
and my blood slowly slips from me.
Now, will my pain end?