The Gift Of Finiteness

This is the dawn of an age
Everything draws to an end
Inherent the futile fight
Against the transience of all being
A deluge of guilt
An endless unforgiving sky

Cast our memory into vacuity
Erase the mark off the table
Away with everything
Reminiscent of our existence

The veil is wearing thin
Perception dawning on all of us
Accept the gift of finiteness
Something awaiting beyond creation
The day that man steps aside
A new world will thrive
See that everything has to die
There will be a time

Ferocity, the holy constant
Cannot resist the draw of a new shape
(A) farewell to everything and everyone
Freely given considering our aftermath