Dead Silence
The crown and the harrow alike
Are heirs to this same fate
The garlanded tombs will crumble
As the epitaphs are worn away
Our names and deeds erased
From the memory of this world
From graves long forgotten
Our voices scream in silence
By plague, famine and sword
Or the creeping passage of years
In Sheol's Stygian halls
Both wayward and just shall be gathered here
Mouldering in the hidden crypts
Beneath the cathedral floors
August in their cerements
Their names become obscure
The galleons in the ocean's deep
Forever lost from view
And the mighty names that have shaped the earth
Shall be forgotten too
Vanity of vanities
Nothing of men will last
There is no remembrance
Of the generations past
Nothing new under the sun
All things remain the same
Humanity is here and gone
Only the earth remains
What has been will always be
For in knowledge there is grief
What has been will always be
For in knowledge there is grief
Like ashes scattered by the winds
Or the crest of a wave at sea
Man's life is a flickering flame
Caught betwixt two eternities
Our names and deeds erased
From the memory of this world
From graves long forgotten
Our voices scream in silence
In silence