I have a rendezvous with death,
a place no where,
far beyond the world of clocks
I have waited all my life...
For the knowledge it bears,
For the wisdom it holds.
I ask no wailing this moment
for I am not lost.
I am with the truth
every man's desire
every man's destination
For it is cold, yes
For it is dark, yes
I tell you, waiting here alone
this is the Godly Truth a man can know
For there is no birth or death,
as so no beginning and ending.
Eternal is what every truth says.
But my will goes far beyond the truth,
To see how far does this darkness lead
for every night has it's day.
To see how cold does this air gets
for every chord needs a disposition.
I wait all my life.
I have a rendezvous with death,
for it hides the 'Fountain of Youth'.
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