The Last Dance

As we decline in our ways
This waste in our veins
Sulphur winds blow our way
Malady sings its refrain

Frozen
Disconnected pathways
Dismembered memories

On silhouettes
Of broken ice
A constant last dance

As we waste our last days
The decline in our veins

Frozen
Disconnected pathways
Dismembered memories

On silhouettes
Of broken ice
A constant last dance
Fades slowly away

What we left behind
Bеcomes a myriad

On the twisted dеbris
A flower shed a tear
A tear in which encoded
Is the whole universe
What we left behind
Becomes a myriad
Myriad silent voices filled with life

On silhouettes
Of broken ice
A constant last dance
Fades slowly away