Death, birth, the twins
One after another
Running, running, and running
They kill and plunder
Everything on their way.
And in their mind
How safe they are!
Death is far behind
Birth ran happily.
Run, run, run
They run as in race.
In the destiny
there stands Death.
Birth looked back
He saw death back
Their souls were above
Saw the path, they run
It is in circle.
Death stood in the beginning
Birth ran fast to defeat
But distance made shorter
Beginning and end are one.
Death is Birth
Birth is Death.
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