Wilfred Owen - The End lyrics

After the blast of lightning from the east, The flourish of loud clouds, the Chariot Throne; After the drums of time have rolled and ceased, And by the bronze west long retreat is blown, Shall Life renew these bodies? Of a truth All d**h will he annul, all tears a**uage?- Or fill these void veins full again with youth, And wash, with an immortal water, Age? When I do ask white Age he saith not so: 'My head hangs weighed with snow.' And when I hearken to the Earth, she saith: 'My fiery heart shrinks, aching. It is d**h. Mine ancient scars shall not be glorified, Nor my titanic tears, the seas, be dried.'