all passes in time,
the frail may have their hearts beaten
but the beast will too meet its maker
down to the ground
down to the ground
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
dust is dust whether beast full or beautiful
and all dust will pass in due time
from heroes to zeros
soldiers and slaves
presidents and residents
comrades and cowards
minors and miners
masters and misters
mistresses and ministers
dust to dust, ashes to ashes
we all will one day fade from the face of the earth
just one day, another day some day,
we will see the passing of time
when time is ripe for each of us
through wagons of fire
weapons of mass destruction
atomic
asagais
rattling guns
bitter love
sweet lust
romance
racism
critism
something
some day
will push one of us,
and another one,
and another one
till the passing of time come to pass no more
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