You may rest in doubt forever
And the choices will be made for you
Concerning good and evil
No rash judging should be done
Where the view is broad
Atop and above, from within
But is that really so
It all lies for you to decide
No heavens would care
If you only did dare
Sigh and moan
Cry or scream
The facts won't wash away
But one end there will be
In the heart of all that
That do come here
No flow or devotion or aim
To be found
It will forever stay the same
And the art of them
That climb and ascend
The start of things anew and reborn
Free of the worrying and any scorn
And any scorn...
Through all the nights thick with mist
And the blank unrelentless of days
Eagerly keep eyes open to see
What tool to be picked up for your final
A pondering of might through a peeking top
And the shadow, and the dark side
Of your existence will be forgotten
The limbo unmade into a garden
Coffin-shaped heart
And dawning suns to rise for that -
That sole one
Coffin-shaped heart
And who would have thought it -
Thought it to be true
Coffin-shaped heart
That all answers were found -
Found in there
In the heart of all that
That do come here
No flow or devotion or aim
To be found
It will forever stay the same
And the art of them
That climb and ascend
The start of things anew and reborn
Free of the worrying and any scorn
And any scorn...
The limbo unmade into a garden
Coffin-shaped heart
And dawning suns to rise for that -
That sole one
Coffin-shaped heart
And who would have thought it -
Thought it to be true
Coffin-shaped heart
That all answers were found -
Found in there