Death of a bat
i be a bat in the land of dead i wonder if i'll ever be alive again i hear nothing'cause my ear have stop work i see long silver shape of crooked tree and others just like me i want to know why i come here my mind have go blank i want to remeber the other life i have i be a bat who be in the land of the dead i pretend i'm alive although i do n't feel it i feel my rusted bone rub against branch while i roost i touch the ghostly bark of the ghostly tree i worry that i may never reach the other world i cry because i miss my family i be a bat who be in the land of the dead i understand that i be dead i say to myself it's alright i dream nothing cause what's the point when you die i try to cheer myself up i hope that i reach the other world i want my memory but i know it wo n't happen i be a bat in the land of the dead