So you don't enjoy the hell that you've created,
You tore apart what was heavenly,
And ended up hating it.
Now you dwell in the land of the hopeless man.
With nothing to follow except for the sand,
That fills your hourglass.

It will lead you to the path,
Of your final destination,
Where all our souls go for migration.

A pool of flames, that we've all ignited.
Where we'll burn until fate has decided,
To release us back into the world.
Dust off the ashes and reveal a new form.

Experience a phoenix's rebirth.

A second chance to try at life,
To laugh in the moments where you previously cried.
To tell the truth all the times you've lied.
An opportunity to walk on the greener side.

When your happiness has reached its peak,
And you've gained all the knowledge that you seek,
You can migrate back to the final destination,
And live your life as one,
With the universe's vibrations.

-SLuR