Everything has born, everything has die
My body now doesn't huge the winds from the south
Everything now is grey inside the desert of my skin
I'm not afraid of life and its traps
But even like that I'm somehow dead
Death is persecuting me
My Temple now is in ruins
Rubbles pillars are now trembling
Now standing I support my wisdom
NOw life is nothing, death is what I'm waiting
I know time will destroy my history
I'm only a wise old man
That with his body will feed the land
Heart, soon you will stop beating
You will leave life and will fall
Is a dark way, is a satyr way
The show is over, the comedy is over
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