Here begins the end A tale to paint the fall On a canvas worn and britle A tale to end it all First chapter to an epitaph You thought you heard before A slow crawl down the final road And knocks on the d**h’s door All beasts shall lose their former glory A dying sun devoured by itself But know that when the flame finally dies off It is a spark for something far much bleaker Born in blood From the foulest womb we are torn Forced into existence A lifetime of suffering Before we may Open our eyes for the first time We realise the futility of Our struggle to succeed The sheer frailty of existence What we hold in our hands is weak Within the chamber of unheard whispers No one shall hear you weep Within the chamber Of unheard whispers The time slips away Within the chamber Of unheard whispers truths to reveal Your insignificance Fallen abandoned and alone Sealed within a place unseen A tomb of betrayal To nestle your failure Crawl, crawl, crawl for you’ll never reach the white light A little white lie Forced into hope Not dim but true black is this end Not a ray of light to hold Your story untold On the edge of demise We struggle to live on Grasping at the shortest straws Knowing we are done On the edge of tomorrow We stumble and crumble Face first on the frozen ground And alone we wither