Mantle

Gaerea

Compositor: Gaerea

Birth opens the gate of death
Between the sentence lies the path of life
Traveled by all sentient beings
All are born

All will die
The unnameable state determined by illness
Stockpile of gathered karmas
We must pass through this enviable state

Feeling that something is oddly off
In extremis believers
Surreal poetic flaw
Terrifying, fascinating, magnificent mystery

Everything achieved 10000 years ago
Dictated on a snuff tape
With a conflicting end
Impenetrable, forbidden vest of lies

The sounds and smells
That made me forget
A cheap solution
To block our regrets

Sailing alone
The frozen rivers
Surrounded by legions of souls
But yet all alone

Trapped within
This solitude world
Haunted by memories of foretime
Running miles

With nowhere to go
A meaningless life
A Broadway show
Screaming for help

Does anyone hear?
Echoes in our heads
What does serenity mean?
Hope is an illusion
An optimist's prediction