Philosophers’ Stone
Parham Gharavaisi
Nevermore will I be searching through the shadows
Magnum opus, my great work
Evermore will I seek immortality
For I may die, but my work remains, my legacy
Can you hear the sound of
Sands of time flowing through the hourglass?
Time is slipping away, chime rust flipping gray
Can you see the flame?
My candle burns at both ends
To find at last death cure, immortal and pure
Subject defies nature
Design cells that divide perfectly
No more infection, one simple injection
The missing piece of the puzzle
Why does it fail every single time?
Maybe we're meant to be, riddled with misery
Nevermore will I be searching through the shadows
Magnum opus, my great work
Evermore will I seek immortality
For I may die, but my work remains, my legacy