Disappear - Akercocke

In the movement from

Present to past

I simply disappear

There was despair

Beyond care

Now I must disappear

There can be no more triumph

Only defeat

Only defeat

Like a breath upon a mirror

I have come to accept

No more beginnings

No more to give

There can be no other way

I must believe, please let me believe

The memories fall behind

There can be no other way

I simply cease to exist

I disappear

A rain of purification

Onto trophies of defeat