Threnody - Supersession Of Breath lyrics

Nor dread nor hope attend

A dying animal

A man awaits his end

Dreading and hoping all

Many times he died

Many times rose again

A great man in his pride

Confronting murderous men

Casts derision upon

Supersession of breath

He knows death to the bone

Man has created death

[W.B. yeats - 1865-1939]