Eternity Of Soul

O' Soul - the great traveller

Sojourn shall thou

From the world of mortals

To the space unknown

Then the way back and so on

Unbearable are the pangs of birth

Trying are the cycles of life

But thou have to go on

And stand the test of time

Traversing the path till the end

Crucified on thorns of sorrow

Enthralled on bed of roses

At times the pleasing Sun shines

At times the roaring thunder rains

But thou have to bear them all

Against odds thou shall stand tall

When the end of time will come

O' the mightiest King of Death

Thou will rock the body to sleep

But O' the immortal soul

Thou still have to go on

Just to begin yet another

Vicious circle of life and death