How do you forget that you must die?
You were not so proud before,
you did not use to talk so loud.
You dumb ape, you blind bat,
You animal, just remember that.
There are still songs at night,
There is still sound in the mines below.
Let's get out of the romance
From the weight of our living.
The load that our lungs must lift,
Though we're weary, we fight.
You didn't use to be so proud
How that you have grown up?
The world is a battlefield.
From now on over and over,
Just lay down and repeat:
Worlds, don't destroy me, please,
But course right through me,
Take my home and my wife".
Your generous lungs will billow