The flesh is a lie, temporary and flawed
My spirit cloaked in a form that will die
Every moment a step in the path of death
Leading to a pinnacle peak offering awe
As decay sets in, the human form defiled
We will someday take the final breath
And present our spirit before judgment
The end is a doorway, a portal to eternity
We must answer to our final call
Death becomes the court's summons
And here we'll stand nude before you
The one set of standards is manifest truth
And the judge is fair and exalted
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| Art by Jean Delville, copyright to the artist estate |
