Ashes Of Our Time

No tomb for humanity
No one to sweep the ashes
From the funeral pyre
Son I bequeath to you this blackened earth
Bury the past, forget the dead
Let no epitaph be written.

Remember not our madness
The insanity of order
We are condemned forever more
Our entropic demise.

The abysmal wind which threatens all
Nightmares flying on wings of lead
Corrupted; speaks of death
Bearing the ashes of our times
The ashes of our times.

Bury the past, forget the dead
Our time has run its course
Look upon our ruins and weep
Ashes and apathy are all that shall remain.

The abysmal wind which threatens all
Nightmares flying on wings of lead
Corrupted; speaks of death
Bearing the ashes of our times
The ashes of our times.

The end of our age shall be cloaked in fire
And as you crawl forth from your miserable shelters
Look upon our ruins, look upon a world destroyed
..And weep.