The Dying Of The Light

by Alan Kim Cochran

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Life is but a wilting flower in the sun
Who can save you from yourself?
Grasp as you can, rage as you may
'Yet, there is no stay upon the dying of the light

At the gates of hell, you'll have you say
'Yet there is no stay upon the dying of the light

You live your life, as if you had forever
And who can save you from yourself?
Grasp as you can, rage as you may
'Yet, there is no stay upon the dying of the light

At the gates of hell, you'll have your say
Yet, there is no stay upon the dying of the light

Nobles, serfs, and slaves... are sand upon the street
And, who can save you from yourself?
Grasp as you can, rage as you may
'Yet, there is no stay upon the dying of the light

At the gates of hell, you'll have your say
Yet, there is no stay upon the dying of the light
At the gates of hell, you'll have your say
Yet, there is no stay upon the dying of the light

Grasp as you can, rage as you may
'Yet, there is no stay upon the dying of the light
So, grasp as you can, rage as you may
'Yet, there is no stay upon the dying of the light