When the end comes,
What will happen,
Will we pass through to eternal darkness,
Or will we stay here,
Unable to touch, to feel, to love...
Nobody knowing we still exist,
Watching everything we knew end, break, or become neglected,
Hoping that someday we will be released from this eternal prison...
If that is true, what is the difference between Life and Death,
For in Life we are also trapped in an eternal prison,
It's called the mind...