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The Sound of Death
Listen to the wind and the birds that sing, The ice that creeks and the sound of freaks, Listen for you'll hear them no more, All that will be left of what was and is to be, Is darkness. I near my grave and my demon speaks to me, It reminds me of who I am and what I wanted to be, I don't fear death but why is it taking me? Can you listen? Listen as heaven shouts and death speaks, As demons cry and angels weep, As the ground cracks and death speaks, But before it reads your final decree, See the cloudy sky and imagine the deep abyss, For where you go, Who knows if there is peace? Can you feel the blood ripple through your skin, Can you see the weeping of your kith and kin, I bet they'll eat after they weep, Then all of a sudden, your memory fades, You enter the darkest of the deep, The well from which no soul returns, no atom speaks, Its going to be a long day, longer than a thousand seas. The mass ends and the coffin is lowered, Somewhere you know you exist and that you've ceased to exist, The magic flows through your hand and every limb, You're born anew in this world unknown, Whether chaotic or not is a question to answer you'll seek. But for now, listen, Listen to the sound of the wind and the papers as they crease, Listen to whatever you can and see whatever you can see, Feel whatever you can feel and cry if it seems, There is no time to regret your every actions, After all How many atoms have lived? I'll be somewhere there waiting for you, In the darkest of rooms you shall see me, I am what makes your every being, I am you and you are me, There is no time to talk, we'll talk when we meet, I am the oneness that transcends every being, I am the truth not a hopeless myth, For light and love are temporary, Hope and darkness eternal. We shall meet, we shall speak, But for now, breathe, For this is the last time you shall breathe!
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