Jon Hark - My End

The end is mine, mine alone
It will come swift
Death I do own
I become a myth

Dark decaying afterlife
My sole will rot
I and my sole do strife
When shall we part, I know not?

The end will come
I feel it creep near
But still far
I have no fear

I lust its repose
My end
It is close
My end

Jon Hark

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