Rise!
From depressive Swamps of narrow subjection

There is no inertia
Since everything is in constant move
From the highest throne one must fall
To be able to rise there yet again

Metamorphosis
Complete transformation
Sans Status quo
Nothing stays still

Metamorphosis
A constant reformation
Sans equilibrium
Nothing stays the same

Eventually even gods become worms
As worms become gods
The steps of evolution are endless
As above as below

The wheel turns forevermore
As the stages change
The process is perpetual
Everlasting

Never will anything be in peace
From awakening
To twilight
All things pass

Fall…
To the highest level of absolute objection