We all die And that’s a must Eventually we turn to atomic dust The atoms have been And always will be From before we stepped out of The primeval sea
They cannot die Or multiply They just are And that’s no lie So when people say We have not lived before Just turn the key And point to the door
As we are all made From stuff of the past And scientists pin their claim To that mast So reincarnation It is a fact And in this life We have to act
So sceptics you can argue all night But of the above there is no fight The soul and the spirit on the other hand May be discovered if it is planned Like the higg’s boson particle Which is hypothetical You have the right To think Soul is theoretical