People die every second
A life blinking out
In the blink of an eye
Life's antithesis
Death rears its ugly head
But we never truly die
Our bodies become recycled
Being consumed by the earth
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
Our bodies will always return to its source
But our spirits never die
They simply transform
Returning to the source
Where our spirits can be free
Where we become one with the universe
Where we become one with God
Repeating the great cycle
Only to fall again.