Comrades Rest
Held within the earth. Destined from birth
This is not an end, but how we began
When the plow comes for us now
It's in our souls, the vision of how it goes
In the best of ways, gold nor rust can stay
Listen for the beat of hearts so fleeting
The way is long at best
//You just need some rest//
Sleep is the brother of death
You just need some rest
Remember it