This trail of epic sorrow has followed upon a path of no return
Making poor choices and suffer all of the bitter consequences
A willing sacrifice placed upon an altar, of now burnt remains
The pyre stands high enough to send a beacon, watch it burn
Upon an empty black night, flame sends a message disastrous
Existence has a cost, fire now consumes any portion of shame
In the absurdity of our persistence, in the darkness of the void
We've only ourselves to blame, before all we know is destroyed
