The Ember/Seed by Wisdom Without Worship Lyrics

Consuming
Awkward paradoxical nonsense
Manacles
Are yet to be set free

Agitate
Irritate

The body’s in a close box, the love, the irritation
The dust inherits lungs, the must empowers mind

Within me
The ember into inferno
The seed into life
Which one will I choose?

The ember or the seed?