Gojira

Anithing that has a shape will crumble away, disappear
We belong to the circle life of all creation
We crawl and deny ourselves, refuse this evidence
That we project our gratest fears on death
And forget our power
I want to live my life in close touch with the sacred
Pacify the disturbances of the mind
I face my own death
Lower and lower is the pressure, i can feel the parts of me
Collapsing one into the other
Higher state of consciousness awaken, i can see the light of this next world
Leading my soul reborn
I find it hard to believe that thispicture on the wall is everything
I do understand all the prayers, life is so sharp and hurts so bad
What does it mean to be dying, what if you take the guts and brain away?
Is it this blood and heartbeat that you call life
Every effort to ignore it is unavailing we all have to die