Life is filled with mysteries and veils
It is survived by the trials of its own rite
Life can only take so much of pain
Before the bruises surface and reveal the mental abuses
Life is filled with untimely connotations
Lessons of defiance and scars of death
Life can raped or it can saved
But it is up to the living to decide the fate of their own hand
Life is filled with the phantasmagoria of the living
Or maybe that is what life is; imagination
Life is the source where death takes its birth
Booking its date to the end of anything that may or may not be
Life, what other word can compare
What other meaning to come close to grip
Life is filled with mysteries and veils
Blatant silence echoes throughout space and time
Life, life, oh bittersweet life
Without life is death, oh sweet death
Life desires its lessons of defiance
Broken and frozen and burned to ash is what life shall be
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