With catatonic eyes And impetuous spirit We gaze starward While the wolves of old Ravage our homesteads While quicksand devours Our steadfast stance Legs of flesh strain to hold aloft The ill conceived colossus Chiselled so haphazardly from heroes and idols Bones crack and buckle Beneath the crushing weight Of a yokesworth ambitions piled high I run With brittle fingers I claw for the horizon Untiring death follow The earth cracks beneath my fumbling gait Our gazes meet as bodies wither Indifference is my only courtesy This death is final For I am all How I lament and revel Within the romance of my decay As ideals and endeavors become as ashes Swept aloft in the faltering winds Dreams of the stars And intoxicating immortality Draped like a veil so threadbare Obscuring a death we share Beneath this distant sky In the twilight of our time The fading light and dulcet tones As the shadows grow long And the stars dim All that was made is unmade All that was discovered is swept in to obscurity All that I have been falls from recollection And all that is ceases to be