A Soul without a home
A soul without a name
A person who is torn
A person who is broken
The soul that went with its hosts
The soul who went to find a home
Bronken and wounded
A world to wonder has faded away
As it fade it fall into the fog
Gone forever
Never to be reborn, and return to the world we live in
Again saddness can fill the air but you are dead there is no feeling left
A broken soul is being lifted to a higher calling
To meet there judgment day.
