At the Age of Decay (Remastered)

In the end you know the life we live lays out on a grid

Point out peaks and curves, down we spin

As I look upon my future self, I see a kind of hell

The parts I've tried to save are the ones I sell

As I age I see a dying light in all our hope and sacrifice

With one last gasp and a late embrace

The breath it took is the breath I hate

I fight with open eyes, forced on the sun

My life will take a while to hollow

They take my eyes last

With every new strike

I forget my past

I fight with open eyes, forced on the sun

My life will take a while to hollow