The Alien

Amid the midst of a clear pale lane
I saw the alien, while going my way
It was coming from another world
To brood my mind in a dark color

He spoke in tongues without a tongue
And even though I understood
It was a speech without words
About a thing that shouldn't be told

The way in which we are going to die
Is by our hands, and it always was
Don't wait for us to help you out
It's just the end of you chosen path

And then he left this dying world
And left me here to witness all
I was an alien, then I thought
And now I'm falling down to earth.