[ WP ] You cry out into the void , hoping for someone , something , or anything to respond ...

Your cry out loud into the void, and hope that someone will respond 
 
 Then suddenly it dawns on you that you surely have been conned 
 
 There is no brightly shining light, no waving magic wand 
 
 No one waiting for you at the door, or in the great beyond 
 
 
 You ’ re doomed to live and die alone so desperate and afraid 
 
 The spark inside you starts so bright, but quickly does it fade 
 
 It makes no difference where you live or to which gods you ’ ve prayed 
 
 Your death toll is a lonely sound, a wailing serenade 
 
 
 The only comfort in your tomb is the knowledge darkness brings 
 
 There are no angels coming down to lift you on their wings 
 
 You don ’ t get to take it with you, not your money, not your things 
 
 And everyone ends up the same, from commoners to kings 
 
 
 For those who ’ ve lived as saints and for those who ’ ve gone and sinned 
 
 For those who ’ ve lived in fear and those who ’ ve medals have been pinned 
 
 When time is up there ’ s nothing left, the universe our lease rescinds 
 
 We all end up as nothing, just specks of dust upon the winds 

