Escape Is Not Freedom

Escape is not freedom: face the bitter cold, wastrel
Dull urbanity, why?
Escape is not freedom: lower your eyes, stargazer
We give birth and we take death
And when we're born, we're not born into the world
We'r born out of it
And when we die, we don't die out of the world
We die into it
The great chain of being continues
If you will it, it is no dream
We are the dreamers: and we are the dreamers
Of dreams

Sentimentality kills the moment
You must harvest the fruits of the present
There's not a second to lose
Not a second, there's not a second to lose
So move! Now! Now! Now or never!
Fucking move! Now! Now! Now or never!
Urbane dullard, why?
Apathy descending leads to darkness accumulating
Apathy descending: darkness accumulating

But it's not over...