One and the same

A path that is old feels tired and worn, 
a world that is old saw the old path be born. 
A world that is new knows not how to mourn, 
a life that is gone is never reborn. 

A life that has suffered bleeds through the cracks, 
a life that is brave will never turn back. 
A beast that is slain sees his prey laugh, 
a world full of lies feels the aftermath. 

A person who worries feels not of life, 
for a person who worries only knows strife. 
A killer that dies knows the edge of a knife, 
a gunshot unheard is forgotten that night. 

Water and fire are one and the same, 
just like the world and the path ages lain. 
A life that is lost is a beast that is slain, 
a hunter that's hunted knows the prey's pain.