Freitag, 29. März 2013

Soul coffin

When darkness surrounds you
There is little visible light
When darkness surrounds
The Soul is in plight

The Ego would like to take flight
It screams with delight
Holds on with all its might
When darkness abounds

The vultures prey on your foolish death
So, draw another breath!
Give thanks for your daily bread
Or else be really dead
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