Memento Mori III

A handful of sand, a fleeting illusion
That crumbles like dust
Like everything that reaches our hands
Face who you are in a moment
In a breath of felt life

Spread yourself and never gather
Be a fragment of your own struggle
Like a starfish, reborn in every fragment of its pain
In a moment, in a breath of felt life

Shout! Shout! Shout, as if no one will hear your pain
Forget yourself for a moment
Unbalance yourself to feel who you're not
To heal yourself, tear yourself apart!

Shout! Shout! Scream! Scream!
As if no one will hear your pain
Forget yourself for a moment
Unbalance yourself to feel who you're not
To heal yourself, tear yourself apart!

In a moment, in a breath of felt life!
Hurry to break and be reborn
For the bells of our days are tolling over us

For whom the bells tolls!
For whom the bells tolls!