Nunc Stans - Cynic

Hey comrade

What will it be like

On the day we face our mortal life

We're all given the misfortune of loss

But that's a gift we call impermanence

We don't know our work

We don't own the Earth at all

We're eternal nunc stans soldiers

The eternal warriors

We're accountants in the firm of life

Entrusted with a body heart and mind

Hey comrade did I love well

Have I learned to live moment to moment

We don't own our work

We don't own the Earth

We don't own our minds

We don't own anything at all

We're eternal nunc stans soldiers

The eternal warriors

It was not death

It was not life

It was love