So it begins,No tellin' how it ends,But thats the beauty of life,To be on the edge of a knife,To strive to do it allJust like a mountain,tallAnd never give upAnd never stop'Till the goal is obtained,And your mind is stained,Your eyes get openAnd you got nothing to hope forBut a noisy deathOr a imortal afterlife,Form something beyond usBut somewhere near us...