The man beholds the valley beneath him nAnd stares at the nbeauty of his last sunset nThe light drifts away beyond the nhorizon nThe shadows grow longer with the wind nnThe nman looks at the light that withers away nAnd feels the cold nthat veils his dark, fallen life nHe woes the grace of past nand the frail fond smile nIn the forlorn of his lost and nsomber soul nnThe man looks at the darkness that lays nbelow nAnd breathes the air that carries him through the ndepths nHe stands still on the edge of his final step nIn nthe forlorn of his lost and somber soul nnThe man steps ninto emptiness nAnd feels the air that frees the soul nHe nfalls and falls into the depths nAnd feels the descending nblackness