Pristine utopia of mind
Amorphous yet fragile of form
All you were and shall ever be
Endless possibilities
Where does that man go?
When still more fades away?
As utopia burns
All deforms…and decays…
As a stillness descends
The finality of the grave
The last of what was, no longer
Lost forevermore
As a stillness descends
A serenity in oblivion
As you succumb to the fade
…succumb to the fade
What now lies behind those eyes?
A stranger’s gaze from your face.
What memories are with you now?
Which chapters are not seared?
Your last breath is drawn
The last vestige of you, done
What use is there for sorrow?
When we’ve made friends with grief?
As a stillness descends
The finality of the grave
The last of what was, no longer
Lost forevermore
As a stillness descends
A serenity in oblivion
As you succumb to the fade
…succumb to the fade