Another lifeless corpse
Added to the ever growing pile
Shells in which men once resided
But now they have gone on

The world is full of color
Artificial and dull
The universe is known
But none of it understood

The beauty of life
Is now a passed memory
For none yet remain
Of the old flesh and blood

Yes they have all gone on
Passed out of memory
Seeking eternal life
And in the end receiving darkness

Limitless and absolute