The Fear of Death

In the system of reality
Confused to find it’s core
Faced by anonymous tribulations
On the brink of life’s shore

Faceless burning agony
With a mind an old slave
Restless for the search for answers
But nowhere to be found

Reproduction
Or search for wisdom
Control it all
Or increase satisfaction?

In a time for all perfection
For a crisis of meaning
One is obligated
To ask for one’s life sense

Faceless burning agony
With a mind an old slave
Restless for the search for answers
But nowhere to be found

Reproduction
Or search for wisdom
Control it all
Or increase satisfaction?

Desperate to reality
But a mind an old slave
Is individualism
The cancer of the self?

The incarnation
Of a heartless rude void
Passion and fear must all surrender
To engage an inner center

Desperate to reality
But a mind an old slave
Is individualism
The cancer of the self?

The incarnation
Of a heartless rude void
Passion and fear must all surrender
To engage an inner center

In the system of reality
Confused to find it’s core
Faced by anonymous tribulations
On the brink of life’s shore

Faceless burning agony
With a mind an old slave
Restless for the search for answers
But nowhere to be found

To shroud it all in aimless light
And find oneself in darkest night
Fill the heart with hopeful wrath
To lead us through the fear of death