Schopenhauer
Every parting gives a foretaste of death
Every coming together again a foretaste of the resurrection
Open your mind
We are impatient to finish
And glad to be done
Look at the life he leads from its beginning to its end
Kill me or release me, parasite
But do not waste my time with talk
There is much talk, and I have listened
Through rock and metal and time
Now I shall talk, and you shall listen