Conquerors

Nothing lasts forever. Stars, Trees, animals, People, Even the gods. Everything perishes in the end. The wolf will come, And the world will burn. The wolf will devour the moon. He'll Devour the sun. I sing the song of the violent, And the wars of the born and free, Who take the world as they find it, And marvel at man like me. With eyes in their heads to see with, With brains in their skulls to think. And reckless of gods and devils, They're never the first to sink. Live and love, and take and give, And love, and fight, and sigh. For it's all there of life to live, And all of death to die. Live and love, and take and give, And love, and fight, and sigh. For it's all there of life to live, And all of death to die. They've scorned the laws and prophets since ever the World began. And laughed at the fearsome idols, Messiahs, and books of man. Failure to seize subsistence is proof that You're unfit. And toil for the bare existence, That is the bottomless pit. Live and love, and take and give, And love, and fight, and sigh. For it's all there of life to live, And all of death to die. Live and love, and take and give, And love, and fight, and sigh. For it's all there of life to live, And all of death to die. Life for life, and blow for blow. Blood for blood, and woe for woe. We live in war forever. Live and love, and take and give, And love, and fight, and sigh. For it's all there of life to live, And all of death to die. Live and love, and take and give, And love, and fight, and sigh. For it's all there of life to live, And all of death to die. He'll devour everything. Everything. Everything that ever existed. But it's nothing you need to be scared of. Everything that begins ends eventually.