The end is what you'll know....

The sun and night defines us all
the breast exposes the soul
the joint reflects the arm
the arm be oh so bold

Death exposes all, the wine clenches the soul
no love, no cry no imaginary will go further than the self
Let beast be burden, let the body eat from what is deep within
Let curse be curse for every man and for every woman

Should a child die, bless it then,
the child loved, never saw the tide
for those that live I'm sorry too
Let fire burn your lies

Is no short stroke in sword in hand
hammer strikes down too also
death will be a comfort then
The end is what you'll know....