The Futile Quest - Anachronaeon

You all wish that you could leave a trace

Oblivion will devour the human race

A tyrant dies, another tyrant takes the throne

A historic triumph is carved into a stone

Blood is shed to obtain domination

But Death is watching through the eyes of a future king

You all wish that you could leave a trace

Oblivion will devour the human race

The sun will die down — all will be lost

The achievements that you made at any cost

Behold!

Your buildings are falling to the ground

Let this be told!

Your head is removed without a sound

History repeats itself!

Another tyrant claims your throne

Memento mori!

Now you are nothing but a pile of bones

The lives you destroyed, the things you did

Was it worth a name in the human history

The life your lived, always watching your back

Paranoid — just waiting for the next attack

Dreams of greed will blind you

And know that Death will find you

Though mankind will never see

It’s a futile quest for immortality

Your father died and you inherited his business

You feel you have to prove him wrong even in death

You treat your staff like shit, just to make an extra buck

You must be proud of what you have become

You all wish that you could leave a trace

Oblivion will devour the human race

Behold!

Your empire is falling, your stocks are worthless

Let this be told!

Your failure is documented in the press

History repeats itself!

A ruthless businessman takes your place

Memento mori!

In the end we’ll all become a pile of bones

The lives you destroyed, the things you did

Was it worth a name in the human history

The life your lived, never looking back

Obsessed by proving yourself to your dad

Dreams of greed will blind you

And know that Death will find you

Though mankind will never see

It’s a futile quest for immortality