The shadow of life still remains
With all its agonies and pains,
But fear itself is found within
The purest soul of the youngest kin.

When life's dark mystery fades away,
So fades the shadow of another day.
The darkest hour rises within.
Through your breath and under your skin,
Lies hope for a new day, new life, new way.

Life is short, death is longer
The soul is weak, but fear is stronger.
The point of life is not to know
But in the end there's nothing to show.

No one knows how...
No one knows why...
No one knows when...
They all must die.