Life is but a tale of shadows
told by time and carried by the winds
and the lessons that is learnt from the words of vanity
is built upon by the dusts evolving

What are we that we fret and fight
for the life we live is just a phase
the manual and plan, none of which we have
yet we think we’re the center of all things

The ones we kill are yet ourselves
for the rules we follow, the owners are dusts
shadows of dust, thats what we are
and dust we become when the light is shone.