The flesh has only one outcome
Which is death
And in return of the end
With rebirth we are met
Flesh of my flesh
Blood of my blood
Below the rest
With nothing above
Reincarnation a punishment
For destruction of the self
Self presavation irrelevant
With no instructions to help
I roll the dice
Pray the numbers suffice
For the final test in my life
Forced to rebirth
And continue the hurt
Failed to see the light
Under six feet of dirt