All of the things which make your life precious
And all the people you hold in esteem
In a thousand years
No one will remember
The reasons you strived and felt pain

The sources of longing and of love
All burned away in fire
And what remains is ash and ruin
Blessed you feel to know yourself
But very shortly you do not exist
Great is the fall of the present
Day fades to night and no one remembers
All great despair at the coming dark
State of decay that I know so well

Forests and fields will fade away
And what remains is ash and ruin
Cultures and countries will fall
And what remains is ash and ruin

Fall from grace
Your flesh and bone to dust
The emphasis of your culture
Your humanity is lost
A song sung into the howling wind
To deaf ears your praises sung
If not by our own hand
Death waits for you at the gates
Your life never mattered
And you are nothing, erased

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