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When all the lights go out what will be left of all our suffering and our regrets?

As this eternity lays still and lingers on; the threat of emptiness… will it be gone?

To measure happiness, measure misery.

Why there was something here and now there’s nothing left.

The light of reason never shone what to expect.

And as our ethics strove to guide the ending near.

So came the past returned with nothing we hold dear.

The Absurd’s completion of an absurd creation.

Now as the darkness follows light with the memories made by every life.

Wounds may heal and fade away, life emerges, then decays.

In time, the darkness will swallow us whole, breathing what's left of our world.

Tearing apart the fears we've made our own.

And as the darkness follows light with the memories left by every life.

Wounds may heal or rot away; we once emerged, and we will fade.

When time stands still and looks away, when nothing's lost and nothing’s saved

Amongst the stars we live and burn, we rust until the lights have gone out.