Rise!
From depressive Swamps of narrow subjection
There is no inertia
Since everything is in constant move
From the highest throne one must fall
To be able to rise there yet again
Metamorphosis
Complete transformation
Sans Status quo
Nothing stays still
Metamorphosis
A constant reformation
Sans equilibrium
Nothing stays the same
Eventually even gods become worms
As worms become gods
The steps of evolution are endless
As above as below
The wheel turns forevermore
As the stages change
The process is perpetual
Everlasting
Never will anything be in peace
From awakening
To twilight
All things pass
Fall…
To the highest level of absolute objection
