Nothing of them remained We came and found ashes We found nothing but ruins and ashes No flesh no hair or lashes No fires, flames or matches What was there We are in oblivion What is there But ruins and ashes Anything/fire/flame/ash/ dust/gone The place was deserted and empty Except for our presence Until We were present no longer The white sky turned grey The green fields turned black The quiet chats turned to screams The lively souls were drained of existence We were in the middle of it all We were being perishedΒ Β We were burning The flames swallowed us whole The flames ate down everything The fires were put down Anything/fire/flame/ash/ dust/gone Nothing of us remained They came and found ashes They found nothing but ruins and ashes No flesh no hair no lashes No fires no lighters no matches What was there They are in oblivion What is there But ruins and ashes What will there be but ruins and ashes "Everything will burn and catch fire" That's all ashes desire Everything/fire/flame/ash/dust/gone
It's nothing but a cycle, the cycle is everything.