Hear yourself approaching the forest
Hear the Hawks caw, as they soar through the clear Blue sky
Hear the sound of heaven approaching you, you can't miss it,
Hear the sound of a rope snap, as you're stuck in a trap, plotted
By an unknown force.
Feel your head hitting the jagged rocks, as you're dragged into the deep pulling currents of
Creek, feel the wound that you had received throbs, you're in pain, you want to cry out, but you can't.
Feel your lungs are being filled up with water, like your choking to death, you can't breathe, you want to,
See, nothing but crimson flow, around, in your hair, be prepared, don't be scared.
See a Gold Light shine, As You are being floated up towards the heavans, you can hear, you can breath, there is no more pain, as you retain your ability to live.