but that doesn't happen at this bitter old age
the best is all behind me
now I'm just a body slave.
every action I take today
is only to keep this body a vessel of transport,
and this soul within is old, and older and tired and more tired and less and less I have
and less for this body can I upon act and afford
now I'm just a body slave
more and more disciplined and less and less a dividend
I can't pretend that's this is enjoyable or easy
but rather closer to an end
closer to an end
closer to that end
I'm definitely near that finish line
my bodies inevitable and imminent end
I'll launch from this mortal coil
my energy mine again
no more a body slave
I'll soar with the Gods, soul evolved, no more reality pretend
breaking the surly bonds
busting free from the chains that hold me down
exploding towards the heavens my wings sprout and evolve to flap instantaneously
as if I had never been a body slave
but you first have to be a body slave
be vigilant and the course in faith you stay
do not your faith betray
blast into the forever afterlife and if worthy at long last remain to stay
closer to an end
closer to that end
I'm definitely near that finish line
my bodies inevitable and imminent end
now I'm just a body slave
more and more disciplined and less and less a dividend
I can't pretend that's this is enjoyable or easy
but rather closer to an end
every action I take today
is only to keep this body a vessel of transport,
and this soul within is old, and older and tired and more tired and less and less I have
and less for this body can I upon act and afford
I want to harken back to the good old days
but that doesn't happen at this bitter old age
the best is all behind me
now I'm just a body slave.
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