Life speaks:
I am life, the breath of all creation,
The presence of existence, the heart of things that die.
I speak in all the living, the truth behind the phrase,
"Life is a curse, not a blessing but disgrace. "
To humans who gain knowledge, isn't wise for this to say.
Accept it for it's wonderful even the lame dare to stay.
Death speaks,
I am death, the rest that is eternal.
The ever flowing reminder That life is a risk of existence itself.
Life gives you pain, I give you peace.
Life takes away but still I remain.
I am a friend to all things mortal,
the divine entity flowing through time,
I work for free, in all the domain.
I credit no cash not even a dime.
Life speaks,
For how can you say your rest is peace?
You know no time and your presence is ceased.
No one knows the feeling of death.
Do your guests think without breath?
I tell you this for this is true.
People choose to live than turning to you.
Death speaks.
In my Hades the once living stay.
from all their griefs and suffering have gone away,
Life you're but a thread with a needle as head.
Before fixing the fabric you pierce pain ahead.
My rest is peace from the pierce you've made.
Time is my friend and to you is a fiend.
In his immortality I have my shade.
As all living die and this don't fade.
Life speaks.
In me all things are given purpose.
You're of no name without my name.
I am birth and labor and power.
You have no presence without my fame.
My name exists from where you don't.
All things divine my name they spoke.
I plan not pain nor suffering woven .
I plan all things where beauty's given.
Death speaks.
Why do some crave for me and to you depart?
Does beauty reside in the heart of the living.?
For who has chosen to corrupt themselves?
Aren't you giver of breath and things appealing?
Life speaks.
You spoke of humans not of creeps.
You spoke of suffering not of Joy.
I rather be the one to choose
For them to win and not to lose.
Towards their death I humbly speak.
In their own ways they've learned to trick.
Death speaks.
Life you are a gift for those who seek...
The whitest lies and bitter truth.
But those who live in blood so thick.
Can't wait to die for peace to soothe.
Finally The man speaks:
In life towards death until today.
We're all but an image of past renewed.
All things eyes seen will fade away
And from day to day all lives are screwed.
Live life to the fullest and die for the least .
Lest your throne will crumble and live like a beast...
