You see them everywhere
all is one
Under the grand shining circle
It moves without question
And thinks without reason
Dances without music
Lives to live
And nothing more else
But to fulfill the lost and remaining halo that captures every breath
That we are to die
And that we must not fall
Behind
Is there anything beyond not dying
Even if that is what we are to be buried or burned and both ways forgotten
Is the right to be
buried
All that we have to fight for
And do we have nothing
To live for