Could it be man has a limit to his time?
Or could it be the man has done wrong?
Gone is his power at this moment, yet is he not almighty?
Is his last breath when he dies?
Talking is hardly life, but without it isn’t it pointless?
Or is it when the universe forgets him?
Every person holds nothing, but at the same time is it not his everything?
Right till the end they take all that they are, but what are they?
Going to death from the moment they live, are they helpless to it?
Or are they something more, something more then the sum of their parts?
So are they strong or weak?
Under it all are they empty or full?
Make no mistake, they are nothing, I’m the only reason they are something.