They try to emulate the hearafter
Take the gift,
Take that given freely
Take the breath that is life,
To silence that song, to nullify
The beauty of existence.
But they were wrong,
We will cherish that which was given
Never let it be taken away, only our
Dyeing breath will take this gift away.
They wish to make all as the
Silent ones are, but we will never
Except the silence that they wish to bring,
I breath for I am alive, they wish to
Emulate the hereafter then let only
Their breath forever fall silent, not you, not I.