Life 
Spins into ceaseless coils 
In constant toil we turn on torment’s wheel 
And death 
Death is a jealous mistress 
A kiss you can’t repeal 
But wait 
Wait for regret to come 
It will call for you 
It will tear the fabric of your nature 
I walk without a name 
Bathe 
Bathe in the lakes of fire 
The snakes and liars of yore they wore your face 
Endure 
Friends on the path of knowing 
Are growing in your space 
But wait 
Wait for regret to come 
It will call for you 
It will tear the fabric of your nature 
I walk without a name