Where the most beautiful things are slowly murdered
Their memory dies slowest of all
Dragged through the mud after the last pain of torture
Of legend, that they were ever here at all
And their memory dies slowest of all
Engrossed in
Detached from
I'll do anything to survive
This chaos
This last breath
Irrelevant, this legend of lies
Irrelevant!
For even though their memory
Takes the longest to fade away
Every beautiful thing still dies
Long before the end of human days
Where all thoughts are dying embers
No one cares what you remember
Never with an alliance
Learn to die in silence
Comfortably
