The death of a soul is a terrible thing
For when a sould dies it can't be revived
No words can heal it, no love can save it
There is no helping a soul that is dead
When a soul has died it changes the person
For the man with no soul knows no emotion
He cannot smile or laugh, cannot love or cry
He becomes a corpse when his soul dies
When the soul dies, the body lives on
But it is like a zombie, never a man
Those with a dead soul are hollow inside
There is no hope, joy, fear, or sorrow
The death of a soul is a terrible thing
For how can one live when there's nothing inside?
Doomed to wander the world like a ghost
The ones who are dead before they have died