Death Does Not Come Humble

Death does not come humble, it arises,
a lion, unsettles air, a condor,
it springs from the ocean, canonizes,
like a dolphin cutting the sea’s top door.

Mount the back of this graceful, forgiving beast,
for you are the greatest,
for you are the least.

Do not lay in fear, the Receptor, you can’t deny it,
of this last expression of the breathing.
Death does not come forward to humble you,
It arises, an animal, freeing.

Mount the back of this graceful, forgiving beast,
for you are the greatest,
for you are the least.

Guitar solo

Humble is not the stance for you to take,
in front of this animal of great hope,
only a lack of understanding makes
you hesitate, a need to interlope.

Mount the back of this graceful, forgiving beast,
for you are the greatest,
for you are the least.

Mount the back of this graceful, forgiving beast,
for you are the greatest,
for you are the least.