The Fade کے بول

Pristine utopia of mind Amorphous yet fragile of form All you were and shall ever be Endless possibilities Where does that man go? When still more fades away? As utopia burns All deforms, and decays As a stillness descends The finality of the grave The last of what was, no longer Lost forevermore As a stillness descends A serenity in oblivion As you succumb to the fade Succumb to the fade What now lies behind those eyes? A stranger's gaze from your face What memories are with you now? Which chapters are not seared? Your last breath is drawn The last vestige of you, done What use is there for sorrow? When we've made friends with grief? As a stillness descends The finality of the grave The last of what was, no longer Lost forevermore As a stillness descends A serenity in oblivion As you succumb to the fade Succumb to the fade