| The parchment of my flesh must break | |
| The winter winds my soul doth take | |
| And all beneath the heavens lies in peace | |
| A world will form and fade away | |
| The crystal dawn of the final day | |
| Breaks upon the shores of death's release | |
| Bring me my flesh and blood | |
| On land, the sky, the sea | |
| And light a raging fire upon the hearth | |
| Gather round 'neath the cloak of time | |
| And drink a toast to these | |
| Our final days upon this earth | |
| We made the deserts from the gardens of our youth | |
| We spewed our blackened hearts into the sea | |
| Through darkened skies and poisoned clouds | |
| We blindly grope for truth | |
| We couldn't see the forest for the trees | |
| To my wretched son | |
| I leave this gun | |
| To slaughter all your race | |
| For this, the beast you have become | |
| I have no longer taste | |
| And daughter fair with burning hair | |
| The swamp of life be thine | |
| And watch as e'en the great will mate | |
| With the lowliest of swine | |
| To breed the sons, the greed and scum | |
| Of this your ravaged land | |
| All my estates, both small and great | |
| Shall fall beneath your hand |
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