The grave and the cold


On the desert shores of the new world

We say goodbye to the old

And this life, so full of maybes,

Now belongs to the brave and the bold,

Oh the times they are a changing

And we advance always forward

All united we are marching

Though rare are those who know what toward,

‘Tis this mystery that reveals the true

From the fakes and the lost,

Those who are ever pushing through

Whatever the risk, whatever the cost;

But heed this warning, my fellow friends,

Keep in mind your nature and your worth

For when everything finally ends

Nothing will count less than the state of your birth…


It was only supposed to rhyme every two verse but, oh well, genius… >.>

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