Pictures fill empty spaces, upon white walls rest unknown faces.
A glance shows multitudes of smiles, trying to hold life across the miles.
People of another time and place, beating away the death of our race.
A piece of rotten cloth that once, held secrets of a womans nuance.
Gone away the days evaporate, as are times when people segregate
A hundred years will flow into the past, will a new earth fight to last?
I'll not be remembered by anyone, for my people will have gone into the sun.
I shed a tear for those unknown, as one day they will be my own
Cry not for tomorrow we will never see it's light, the end is reaching its twilight.
I feel that certainty deep inside my aching soul, humanity has lost all control.
