It won't matter
It's a waste of tears
You may have days or months or years, but I know how it ends
I've seen it all from up here
It doesn't matter who you choose; the air you breathe will turn on you, as I have clearly seen
And on the day your castle falls, I will remain above it all, as I have always been
By the blood and bones I will, somehow I swear I will feel nothing.