Hark! God's toll on ye
will be payed with your life you see..
and though you fear to die
to live endlessly is a lie...

Many of men, or most of man,
asks this question, through his span
"why must we die." he says
"what is the reason for death?" he says..

Now in my wisdom small, my guess would be,
that death is through mans misery,
as ignorance blinds, and dooms men
to keep us alive would be vain..

Past Death yonder is unknown to me,
and through my time I shall want to see,
the fate of man past the lives we see
and past the circles of this world
where day and night are strangely bound
in the Earth, and space is all around,
For past this, I would love to see,
and Past this, would I love to be..