Tomorrow I'll Take the Wind Away.

Tonight I'll raise the moon forever.

My shroud of dim and dank shields me from unborn eyes.

My compass guides me by soul, to soul

and my body sifts through mind and emotion separate.

My gaze slices across the universe infinite

and finds yet another to guide themselves to and fro across consciousness.

My hand grasps and thrusts another thorn in the back of life

and carries what was once life to another unborn.

I am Death. I am your beginning.

Tomorrow I'll take the wind away.
Careless and without worry, my mere conceptualization strikes fear in the back minds of all beings.

I am afraid of myself, because I must repeat myself aswell as you

and with that cycle I am reborn just as you are.

My only point of being is to end, both myself and others

and they are afraid, no matter the cause they are afraid.

My enemy is evolving and I am becoming obsolete.

My cause is to ensure safety.

I am Life. I am your end.