1,000 Years

(Jarboe)

I'll live forever.
I'll never be filled.
I'll never imagine
I can change what I kill.
I destroy what I love.
I drain what is filled.
And I live by the hope
Of the things I've killed.
I will be alone
For 1,000 years.
This memory will never leave,
This body won't die.
This body is a temple stolen from the Lord.
I'll walk in His shadow for 1,000 years.
This is the gift I was given at birth.
I'll walk in your shadow
For a thousand years.
1,000 years.