I did have nothing when I came
And so shall I take nothing when I go
I was myself, with me… and all
And I’ll be nothing nevermore

A crow was I, I flew through life
I had but me, and nothing more
I gave to you a part of me
And so had I, my Will to be…
I had it nevermore.

It was forgotten, as the rest
It was as useless and as shallow
As the air I flew within
Wasted, but still there…

You’ll go away, forget the past
But still within and still to rest,
And always nevermore...
Blood it is, and ashes will it be
Ashes in the winds of time
Which change, so always stay the same
As same as me… not same as you
And always nevermore.