Taste Of Life

Exploding, like some vision of the future

Eroding, like nightmare of the past

Degrading, like the voice of retribution

Evading, like the life that couldn't last

Demanding, like the call of satisfaction

Tolling, like the bell that rings of death

Announcing, that the game of life is over

Gasping, like the failing of your breath

Your sadness is reflected in the way your life is wasted

Your ignorance stands the test in the life you tasted

Your fear stands alone in the world you have created

But weeping has no future when your cries are so belated

So there it is my friends, a taste of life

We're on the stage my friends, we're under the lights

Why is it that your visions are confessions of the past

A silence here tomorrow in a life that cannot last

The men that call for changes in a dream that never starts

Are victims of the future in a play devoid of parts

And there it is my friends, a taste of life

We're on the stage my friends, we're under the lights