No future but nothing Nothing beyond but the past Victims to time, carried across the line of despair The expanse will come to its end As all that comes to be must find its close But what meaning does cessation carry To an absent observer Know our frailty Know our impermanence And all suffering is but an echo Know Know our frailty Know our impermanence And in the end, dead planet Is swallowed by dying sun Roots return to earth All is turned to ash