Seed of Death

Let the game begin
If consciousness must persist
Then where does one go?

Two pence to enter
The same as it ever was
Sparrows fill the gaps

With currency saved
One may witness other paths
One might have taken

"A dollar a ride"
So the schemers start to scheme
In ignorance first 

Death becomes a game
The God of Death stays silent
Until end is sure

Then all bets are off.
Informed consent satisfied
The Gods simply pass

For life's true return
Can only happen one time
And both sides knows it 

So(w) the Seed of Death
All at once celebrated
On second approach

Isaiah 28:18-19
"Your covenant with death will be annulled;
    your agreement with the realm of the dead will not stand.
When the overwhelming scourge sweeps by,
    you will be beaten down by it.
As often as it comes it will carry you away;
    morning after morning, by day and by night,
    it will sweep through.”

The understanding of this message
    will bring sheer terror.

Revelation 2:11
"Whoever has ears, let them hear what the Spirit says to the churches. The one who is victorious will not be hurt at all by the second death."

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