Why do we tarry, and hope for chance
Do we seek glories abundant?
How many chances doe we deserve
Truthfully not even the one
How many chances do we have left
Maybe even less than we believe
Death has no love
Death is not rest
Disintegration
How many chances do we deserve
Truthfully not even the one
How many chances do we have left
Maybe even less than we believe
Son of Adam
Surely you will die
Will you remain
An enemy of God?
Do you hope for rest
In the bowels of Sheol?
The closest place to nothingness
Do you hope for rest there
In the bowels of Sheol?
Do you believe that
All roads lead to rest?
The crucified thief that
Testified of the Son
Not all that live here
Are given such chance