Misery and power Love and hatred Truce and grieving Death and life All in one shell A presence of trauma Stirred in us all How can we escape?
I don't think straight Uneven I was made By the heats of agony A similar view from hell My conscious flew Let down by the ballads Of skeptical men Hiking in a skeptic world How can we escape?
Markets of sand A ruin of souls Little touched Withers in panic Thinking of men The only thing I see Weak and wealthy Healthy and needy Death awaits us How can we escape?
Hey! I aim to find From the dept of my probes Then I may see again From the gaze of all faces And coarseness of their furs a soft say on my ears That men has no time And that Life has no end So I asked about death? Then I heard life voiced That the end only comes When a man stops to live So I promised to be as one Of those thousands who lives on earth That one of those far coming days I meet with death and says to him here I come far away Into another existence... A lopsided faith .
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