A life that no death could ever undo
Long hid portals which remain to be found.
That better life, which all wish to pursue
the secrets of life and death interwound.
Searching and searching, seemingly defeat,
each corner we turn finds new paths to tread.
Stands as the prize in the future we meet,
the secrets we seek, the books of the dead.
Some things we find are better, not revealed,
their meanings like riddles misunderstood.
The less armor worn, we brandish or wield
higher truth follows our message of good.
And as we found in the days of our youth,
we still face the test of absolute truth.