There is a world beyond the sky
and beneath the earth;
a place where a man's soul
goes to suffer or rest.

There is a vase which carries
the curse of the world,
a vase called flesh which
men often worship as god.

There is a time when a brave
man becomes a coward;
a time when all fails
and he cries aloud.

There is a moment of truth
which we're all afraid to face;
a moment that reveals our secrets
and takes away our praise.

There is a mirror
in front of everyone,
that lies about the
true identity of any man.

There comes a time
when neither man nor trees will stand;
a time when everything dies
and man becomes sand.

There are kingdoms buried
underneath our feet;
some of which were
conquered by deceit.

There is a reason why
you and I are here;
a reason that should be,
to build and repair.

There is a world beyond the sky
and beneath the earth;
a place where having done well,
you and I should find rest.