Deathless

To mourn failure of the subtle lure
This narrow vision towards
Hear the words, so it does
Something strange, cold and impure
The sureness of things, for the insecure
The non-feeling are right because
Popularity holds the form
Leads directly to blindness
Erasing any sign of the ones who fall
To be deathless instead of old
Circling to settle for
A cage much smaller than the one
Erasing any sign of the one who fell
To be deathless and walk through hell
If I accept your version you will have to change it
You just keep pushing on
Forward