The silence of the grave will allow me to rest
Who will let you rest?
No one

You believe you\'re doing something right
Don\'t you?
That\'s why you still stick around

I wonder if you\'ll keep your illusions until you join me
As life finds its own meaning
Unless it wavers in it\'s beliefs
After all, it\'s a thin line

Dying without living will never be as frightening as living without dying
The later you can never have
The former you can allways get
You think you\'re strong
But you can\'t ever do enough

Some who fear reality die
Some of them will never live forever

Some are remembered
Others are forgotten

Dust to dust

Death will always rule us
And what\'s worse
It doesn\'t even care