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