I find myself entombed again
Swirling in my solemn hymn
Reading round these words I invent
Composing with no intent to end

Each step to death brings me
Closer to immortality
It was so loud that I am deaf
And even still I am straining to hear

Telling tales with each moment
Overwriting with similar intent
I tell these stories over again
Until I learn to break the trend

Each step to death brings me
Closer to immortality
It was so loud that I am deaf
And even still I am straining to hear
The heartbeat of reality

Worthless words are wasted breath
In death's embrace lies new breath
Failing to realize with each breath
We rejoice the chance we have to breathe

To be

Alive and breathing
This chance to have a mind that's dreaming

Each step to death brings me
Closer to immortality
It was so loud that I am deaf
And even now I am straining to hear
The heartbeat of reality
I listen, and I know I long to be
Eternally preserved within each moment
Above a moment in eternity

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Ero, in the year 330 AF.