Last Rites

In the ever-after,
or the here-and now;
all you hear is laughter
and the moo of a dying cow.

In your life's final chapter,
or your day-to day grind;
all the things you chased after
can make you lose your mind.

At a moral crossroad
or after a sin just for fun;
you always reap what you sowed
and done can never be undone.

In the ever-after,
or the here-and now;
all you hear is laughter
and the moo of a dying cow.