Descending arise
Transitioning tides
Of circling eyes
Burst into light before me
The unwinding mortal coil
Makes its home beneath the soil
Now separate from its riders will
To be broken down and then rebuilt again
Process falls apart
The end of the start
As death feeds the ground
Lifes born and bows in reverence
The unwinding mortal coil
Makes its home beneath the soil
Now separate from its riders will
To bе broken down and then rebuilt again
As it feeds on you
Whеn your time has come
A doorway to descend
With decay and rot
We fade into fear
Towards an endless hum
Rub our failing eyes
They don’t see or sense
All the ruin of life
Why do we exist?
Transitioning tides
Of circling eyes
Burst into light before me
The unwinding mortal coil
Makes its home beneath the soil
Now separate from its riders will
To be broken down and then rebuilt again
Process falls apart
The end of the start
As death feeds the ground
Lifes born and bows in reverence
The unwinding mortal coil
Makes its home beneath the soil
Now separate from its riders will
To bе broken down and then rebuilt again
As it feeds on you
Whеn your time has come
A doorway to descend
With decay and rot
We fade into fear
Towards an endless hum
Rub our failing eyes
They don’t see or sense
All the ruin of life
Why do we exist?
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