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We are soon to die

Inherit the wisdom of the earth

Who has claimed our flame? -The one without a face.

That makes us go untamed

And then we die

Inherit the sadness of the truth

Deafening hoarse cries

The epitaphs written in the wind

And now we are dead

Inherit the secrets never known

Explore the Universe

Behold the ancient hearse

I look my self with my inner eyes

The prodigal son has lost his disguise

The world crumbles and we fall into decay

There´s no future to alter

There´s no present to repeat

I cross the veil of Thinn

You may come with me

Cuz life means nothing

And Death is everywhere