In stillness, a silent weight
Pausing as the minutes each evaporate
A desire to leave a scar
To raise a voice from within the dark

Decaying, cascading
Existence falls apart
Around me, within me
So I must leave my mark

So I must...
So I must leave my mark

A flicker, transitory state
An echo of an instance that burns away
A moment, a shard of time
A solitary thread that threatens to unwind

Decaying, cascading
Existence falls apart
Around me, within me
So I must leave my mark

This is a document of me
This is a document to prove that I was here
This is a document to prove I was at all
And when my voice ceases to be
Will the echo still ring loudly?
And when there's nothing left of me
Will my memory still go on?