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The Last Man

He sits in the darkness, behind the closed doors
It’s been winter outside since the day of the war
And the fire is dying and the air’s getting cold
As he tries to remember if he’s getting old


And the last man cries But no one hears
And the last man can’t tell days from years
And the last man cries but no one is there
As the last man dies and no one cares

Survival’s his life now, his memory fades
As he tries to remember, and his mind starts to stray
The pain he’s been feeling for the last month or so
Is slowly his body, as it steadily grows

And the last man cries But no one hears
And the last man can’t tell days from years
And the last man cries but no one is there
As the last man dies and no one cares

His funeral is empty, no family or grave
He’s the war’s final victim, the last of his race
His coffin’s a world that he used to live in
As his flesh quickly rots on the nuclear wind

And the last man cries But no one hears
And the last man can’t tell days from years
And the last man cries but no one is there
As the last man dies and no one cares

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