My way of life for now

Here we live in the world of sin,
Where lust and dust had covered our sight.

How we speak in the world of quest,
That we might proceed or
Dead in it.

Death we face,
For one and only.
Those who are surrounded,
by the melodies of life,
Where either born or death be the
Core symphony of life.

We come and we go,
for destiny that we endure.
With excitement we reach this place,
and leave,
exactly how we arrive.
With excitement Too,