there's no way out of this, no light, no hope.
put out the fire that burned so bright, no truth, no home.
my footprints in the sand are cleared with morning's tide.
for nothing will remain, all will subside.

but there must be something more.

the darkest clouds will fall, all meaning laid to waste
they tell me there's no hope, no light to guide the way.
if these shells of skin and bone are all we have,
then I refuse to stand and watch the fire die inside.