The Last Dance
As we decline in our ways
This waste in our veins
Sulphur winds blow our way
Malady sings its refrain
Frozen
Disconnected pathways
Dismembered memories
On silhouettes
Of broken ice
A constant last dance
As we waste our last days
The decline in our veins
Frozen
Disconnected pathways
Dismembered memories
On silhouettes
Of broken ice
A constant last dance
Fades slowly away
What we left behind
Bеcomes a myriad
On the twisted dеbris
A flower shed a tear
A tear in which encoded
Is the whole universe
What we left behind
Becomes a myriad
Myriad silent voices filled with life
On silhouettes
Of broken ice
A constant last dance
Fades slowly away
