First one, then the other,
Always cycling along.
The Cycle:
Between Good and Evil;
Between Right and Wrong.
Dancing on a limb of faith;
Challenging the winner to fall,
Everything works with this cycle.
The Cycle controls them all.
We are a piece of the puzzle
That the Cycle creates forever more.
We are a part of that confusion,
Whichever part it is.
The Cycle:
Between Life and Afterlife;
Between Birth and Death.
The grace of being apart
Of an amazing piece of tapestry.
The Cycle works for none,
A unique occurrence.
We cannot leave this cycle:
This cycle of Life and Death.
Tod Leben 