Last Light - Fallujah

These limbs have grown so bare

In the coldest winter of our given time

Time’s ticking down

And you were never meant to be here

Running towards the fire

Feeding on the flames

No one’s here to guide you

As creation blooms before your eyes

Glory

Lost to thoughts of apathy

Shadows fill the void

Where memories recede

As your light goes out

Some were meant to fight

Some were meant to die

You will let your life flicker out

Let it fade

Let it fade away

Time is

Time is running out

Let the ghost of reveled youth

Cling to you like shadows chasing light