Mantra

Behold the clock's cruel hands, ticking away our time

No escape from this fate, no reason nor rhyme

Memento Mori's chant, a somber symphony

Embrace mortality, as life's flame slowly dies

March towards the void, where our journey begins

In the face of death's grip, we find our strength within

In shadows we dwell, consumed by dread

This mantra of mortality, it fuels our rage

We'll break the chains of existence, with death as our stage

Memento Mori's whispers, there goes our head