You wonder all the time Why me? What has happened to me? After all you have done It's not the end you longed for You feel the world hate you, offending you,
Miserable
But then suddenly it works Everything becomes part of the process You are centered in a huge puzzle
The spirits of death create your end Before you are born
You pass through the passages As you drift deeper inside Whether you want to or not.
And all that's around you Is the background of your process All around you are actors of your world
Spirits of death lead your way To the coronation
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