Creatures in Black

My soul is being ripped out and my body lies weak
They gather around me but I don't know what they seek
Creatures dressed in black have come to make me cry
Suddenly they get stunning black wings and start to fly
They're sucking every happy memory out of me
They leave absolutely nothing beautiful for me to see
I begin to scream and fear rises as the pain is growing
I feel the cold floor and the icy wind they’re blowing
It seems I arise and leave my body on the floor
They gather again, leave me here and soar out the door
My sight follows them; they disappear so I turn my head
I look at the floor where my body lies and realize I'm dead