Ouroboros
Is the circle of death, the gift of life

Ouroboros
Is the burden of life, the freedom of death

The angels and demons chanting in chorus,

“Ouroboros

Ouroboros”

Everything is born, everything is taken from this life

Everything is brought into this world just for it to die

Ouroboros, like the phoenix is rebirth

Rising from the ashes right back into its hearse