Sanoja: Becoming The Archetype. Autopsy.

If my body was broken open
And You could look inside
Would You only find flesh?
Just the useless parts of an obsolete machine

Would there be any sign of life
Or would You only find death?
Would there be any evidence
Of a human soul trying to escape?
If a flame once burned within this shell
Set me on fire one last time

Is there a clear division of soul and spirit
Marrow and joint?
Can the human body still give You glory
Even in death?

May the ashes tell the story
Of what work was done within
May my soul pause to witness
As this body goes up in flame
Set me on fire