Strike The Ground

Enshrouded in the bed of steel

I'm backled to the chair

Here I travel lonely through the air I fly

The might flies by so fast

Suddenly a cry beneath me

I find my aircraft gone

I'm falling to the ground

As I plunge towards my destiny

The planet disappears.

Here I am and ready to die

But I don't stop my falling

Trapped in silent nightmares

As part of time as slave to death

My life will never end

Release me from this sickness

Please talk to may abandoned soul

I wish my tiny heart

to finally strike the ground.