The Final Gates
By scorp
Where shall we go?
When it is our turn to not see tommorow?
When our ashes swirl in the embracing wind?
When the final gates will open?
Once we go in, the depths of the ocean, we shall never come out again.
Where shall we go?
What religion is correct?
Or is there just blackness, darkness, absolute nothingness?
Yes, no, I don't know.
I guess I'll find out someday.
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