| The sanctity of life is a lie
|
| You merely choose to become bound
|
| By believing that the sun will one day come down
|
| You are dust and nothing else
|
| You are the pile of salt you were always meant to be
|
| The holy admonished melts away
|
| Into the unsinking sun I gaze as I wither away
|
| As reparation for commencing union
|
| I give myself unto the sand and become unseen
|
| I am dust and nothing else
|
| I am the pile of salt my body was always meant to be
|
| A part of the world that destroys me
|
| Colors burst from beneath my skin
|
| The serpent crawls from within
|
| Spreading the ash of my remains
|
| The gentle winds caress an otherwise empty plain
|
| Into the undefinable space between
|
| Life and what is beyond it seems
|
| Perhaps a soul shall venture forth
|
| Discovering the real amidst the lie
|
| I am dust and nothing else
|
| I am the pile of salt my body was always meant to be
|
| A part of the world that destroys me |