Death Is The Gate

I'm submerged in filth, fragmented chaos

In chrysalis state I await my birth

Thoughts and memories proceed to haunt me

Soon all these fragments will be gone

Morphing begins

I'm becoming a god

Birth is nothing but death's beginning

Now as my soul is yearning

Morph to new paradigms

Find wisdom in the learning

My will always finds a way

See the embers burning

Sense no dividing line

Same being, dead or living

My will burns through time

This being feeds within now

To be born, be alive

Feed inside

Its presence goes beyond life

Fate will follow the mind

Birth is nothing but death's beginning

Now as my soul is yearning

Morph to new paradigms

Find wisdom in the learning

My will always finds a way

See the embers burning

Sense no dividing line

Same being, dead or living

My will burns through time

This being feeds within now

To be born, be alive

Feed inside

Its presence goes beyond life

Fate will follow the mind

Morphing complete

Come forth emerging God

Birth is nothing but death's beginning

This being feeds within now

To be born, be alive

Feed inside

Its presence goes beyond life

Fate will follow the mind

I am the one within now

I'm the transforming tide