If you're out wondering who you really are,
Look at the tombs as you go wandering past.
For in them lie humbled bones, the air-emptied dust
Of men hailed as kings and overlords, who were
Great minds, and high and mighty with pedigreed wealth
And their vain glory and the body's gilded prime.
And none of it was armor enough against time.
Just watch it, watch the way things rot.
All mortals come down to one common holocaust.
Look at all this. Behold your one true self.