Vision Divine - Chapter VII: A Man on a Mission

As my life slips away
Amidst these waves, my abode
Lying, I gaze at the sky's array

And reminisce of times when all was aglow
Glorious were those years of day and night
When the dawn could dance at dusk and make me cry
Now, waning here I lie
My breath becoming light
As I'm fading away
An old man on a mission who ca
me back to warn you
Hear my words
My wounds are written letters on my skin
They talk of pain and sins
Coming for you all, the strong, the weak
'Cause the void won't stop until its job is done