Death to Birth (последняя песня)

From ripe to rotten, too real to live 
should I lie down or stand up 
And walk around again? 
My eyes finally wide open up 
My eyes finally wide open shut 
I finally found the sound
That hears the touch of my tears 
Smells the taste of all we waste 
Could feed the others 
But we smother each other 
With the nectar and pucker the sour 
Of bittersweet weather
It blows through our trees 
Swims through our seas 
Flies through the last gasp we left on this earth 
t's a long lonely journey from death to birth 
Should I die again? 
Should I die around the pounds of matter wailing through space? 
I know I'll never know until I come face to face 
With my own cold, dead face 
with my own wooden case