No future but nothing
Nothing beyond but the past
Victims to time, carried across the line of despair
The expanse will come to its end
As all that comes to be must find its close
But what meaning does cessation carry
To an absent observer
Know our frailty
Know our impermanence
And all suffering is but an echo
Know
Know our frailty
Know our impermanence
And in the end, dead planet
Is swallowed by dying sun
Roots return to earth
All is turned to ash