Death on the horizon
Consciousness asleep
The soul is unprepared
Fear runs deep
Always agonizing
On what can't be known
Heavy is the burden
When the jester rules the throne
Try to realize
Who's born and who dies
Struggling to know
The truth to this bardo
The wright of knowledge
Burden of old
It seems so simple
With eyes closed
Starting to wake up
From an ageless ruse
What once was choice
Now I can't refuse
Try to realize
Who's born and who dies
Struggling to know
The truth to this bardo
Consciousness asleep
The soul is unprepared
Fear runs deep
Always agonizing
On what can't be known
Heavy is the burden
When the jester rules the throne
Try to realize
Who's born and who dies
Struggling to know
The truth to this bardo
The wright of knowledge
Burden of old
It seems so simple
With eyes closed
Starting to wake up
From an ageless ruse
What once was choice
Now I can't refuse
Try to realize
Who's born and who dies
Struggling to know
The truth to this bardo
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