The Decline

Here we stand with all hope gone
Tainted by the death we've seen
Pushing onward on barren land
Feeding on the will to live
Left with all the pain
The fear and denial
With open arms we fall
When the shadows descend on our souls
And the end is so near
When the smell of defeat is in the air
We embrace our fate
With no life left to give
We survive into defeat
Despair, dispirited
Bereaved and without hope
Frantic, ravenous
At the end of my rope
We succumb to the dark
Where all life goes to cease
When the shadows descend on our souls
And the end is so near
When the smell of defeat is in the air
We embrace our fate
When the darkness devours our minds
The solution's so clear
And we all stand aside
To watch it die
When it all fades away