There in recurring reanimation
The cycle spinning moments
The past, the present, the future
All combine as one - perpetually
The fated memory of dreams
A realm surreal and limitless
Finds itself a reality beyond
Where heaven and hell meet
Therein eternal judgment
Rewinds the conscious kept
Entertaining the follies found
Kept close in quieted existence
Existence is then a metaphor
Resurrection, but an anomaly
A spirit donning many cloaks
Essence unrefined, undefined
The tethers of mortal desire
Fettered to the senses want
Keep forever a cyclic fate
Repitition locked in eternity