Black clouds gather Small drops are born and whirled down They splash against the cold ground Perplexed and ignorant of what to come
Engulfed by a stream and carried away by the current All attempts to get away are in vain And the stream just keeps going, keeps growing A chaotic ride in the torrent of life
The moment we are born we begin to die Mortal souls longing for salvation A carnival of mindless and blind forms the world Lying, drying, dying
Crushing against sharp rocks the drops are shattered And cast up in the blue sky Struck by rays of light they evaporate and disappear Nothing ever changes
Small drops drown among millions of others In their search for an explanation Thousands of archaic lies disguised as solutions Save from absurdity
Searching for meaning Striving for innocence Following the prescribed The only thing that gives strength
The moment we are born we begin to die Mortal souls yearning for salvation A carnival of mindless and blind forms the world Lying, drying, dying
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