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