The symphony of life full blown.
The frigid winds of winter
chill me to the bone.
Those winds of fate and fortune,
that you must face alone.Timpani of thunder, symbols clashing,
blinding flashes in the dark.
Discordant rhythm, cacophony of sound
the symphony of life full blown.
If the light is what you seek,
then you must set your sail,
and ride upon the sea of life
into the awesome gale.
If you would live to see the light
cast by the holy fire.
Then you must brave the searing heat
and climb upon the pyre .
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