falling into a round
of hide and seek
I\'m going down
I\'m weak
I\'m alone
I\'m tired
I\'m sick
I\'m sinking
I\'m burning
in the silence
I\'m learning the gospel
of death to the meek
and in ego death I will rise
I\'ll find the key
to the door I put up
for the good of you
and the beauty in all things
has always made me cry
for the fact that it dies
but I know that to be a lie
don\'t I?