Lie of Survival - Pallbearer

All our gods have fled

Retreated to the skies

From there, they watch us fall

Beneath unyielding scythe

A cold and callous blade

Indifference, swathed in blood

Ageless, unafraid

As fools, our end has come

Ignoring signs

We believed that we were blameless

Then the harm could not be undone

We hang ourselves

From any rope put here to save us

And seal our fate

Together to die as one

Across the breadth of our existence

A single moment to be snuffed out

Shared blood that flows, sins unrepented

No inclination to see the sword that’s crashing down

Last burning breath filled with death and desire

Our boundless pride becomes a funeral pyre

The end remains the only god we can’t deny

All still believing the lie of survival