The final act is like that of the beginning
We fight alone as order decays into chaos,
My flesh cursed by pain, I am at a loss
My life trapped by fate, as if an albatross
All horizons are distant from my reach
And entropy causes us to beg oblivion
If our existence wanes, is ever fleeting
As we discover the blood meridian
Without understanding, sorrows linger
Defined by the fears of the unknown
Our world shakes, and creates martyrs
When time is ripped away we watch
Even as we alone struggle
We know, we can never atone
And we shake our fists towards the sky
Screaming against our small lives
Limited in moments, so lost in torment
Seconds pass into the oceans of time
