End of Line Lyrics

World keeps going on | Even though you're gone
Death is your end of line | Not mine
Like a speck of dust | Thrown into a storm
Like a grain of sand | In hourglass
Nothing is certain | Nothing is absolute | Nothing is for granted | Nothing for sure
World keeps going on | Long after you're gone
To your memory no shrine | Not one
Not a single thought | Nor a written word
No flowers on your grave | In memoriam
Either by chaos, or by design, all death is brutal and so is life
All that exists, and all that was, all that will be, everything lost
Thing that matter, those tat don't | Delusion of meaning , illusion of choice
Constructs of mind, creations of thought | Material beings, ethereal souls
Whether by fate or by choice | The paths we follow are one-way roads
They all are leading to one single point | Where all began, all is destroyed
World, keeps going on, when all life is gone
Not bothered by mites like us
In a single tick, of a hand in a clock
Graves to our memory, wiped out