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Last Laugh Long After… Still…

Out on a trampoline
We weren’t bouncing
You asked me a question
There’s no answering

But if Byron’s right
That into dark we shall go
Then I can already see the fires being built

The cities fall and the hearts erode
The warmth of words for the warmth of coals
The cultures choked by the bodies’ smoke
The trees devoured, the armies yoked
The rivers to acid, the winds will quote
The slitting of the canyon’s throat
To Byron’s darkness rides our fate
So what difference will our lives make?

(Chorus)
We’ll scar the void with our existence
Nothing can change what once was there
And if by time
All traces are truly forgotten
Then nonetheless fact will confess
That still we were

Not what you wanted to hear
It doesn’t ease despair
Or the fear that all we do
Are nothings in thick air

But if Byron’s right
I think I’d rather be the dog
Who died thankless than be of the heartless wild beasts

Seems the more you change the more you fuel
The very thing that you tried to undo
So should we live as stones or arrowheads?
Should we bewail or praise the newlyweds?
Should we long for children or fear their seeds?
Should we live in lies and die in weeds?
If to Byron’s darkness rides our fate
Then what difference do our lives make?

(Repeat chorus)

It doesn’t make much sense
To see truth in a moment
And only a moment
But that moment sure sounds grand

And if Byron’s right
That love shall sleep in endless night
Then still, let’s toast to our bittersweet victory

Though the loving heart was made to ache
Lets ditch the funeral and join the wake
The kingdoms were never made to hold
And there is a price for what’s been sold
The museums burn filled with God’s dreams
But with wide eyes we face our means
To Byron’s darkness rides our fate
But we our the difference in this state

(Repeat chorus)