Have you ever wondered, where it all began,
Have you ever pondered on where it may go?
Time has one and final, direction of arrival,
And it won’t stop nor change it’s sliding ebon flow.

We have oh so hoped for more and there we strive,
Seems that we were ordered by our genetic code
The wishes have a way, to hurt and betray,
Just as hope climbs atop and threatens to explode.

They say a lot of things to console a child,
They say a lot of things, and most of them lies,
Life has paired with death to teach and correct,
To crush our infant souls but sanctify our minds.

In my final hours when The Silence calls,
I will be the one that’s leaving, not my childish hope,
Those that haven’t passed yet, say that hope dies last,
But I left mine somewhere by the hanging rope.

Great evils have sprung out of the Pandora’s box,
None as vile as last one that posed as a sign,
That one, to this day has filled more empty graves,
Than Satan could’ve dreamed of ‘till the end of time.

Have you ever wondered, where we go from here?
Have you ever questioned the merits of fate?
I have seen and I am smiling, If there aren’t worse things than dying,
How come many chose Valhalla over pain and hate?