Sonus Mortis - Then There Was Silence From The World

Existence's heart, a symphony so dark,
it's drumming this song of fear.
In the theater of life, beating rhythm of strife,
the final act draws near.
It's happening, the strings of life are snapping
and the melody is turning sour.
Profound confusion, is time an illusion,
controlling the hands of this final hour?

Then There Was Silence From The World, I've become but a ghost,
Who am I in the grand design, a gentle whisper at most?
Mirror reflects a stranger's face, lined with stories untold,
Each wrinkle a memory, a key to the days of old.

Night comes crawling, the grand finale is calling,
the curtain's about to fall,
A lifetime of dreams and now all it seems,
is that it's been reduced to nothing at all.
Yet a note keeps playing, as my thoughts are sailing,
further away from my head.
The end is near, one truth that's clear
and before you know it I'll be dead.

Then There Was Silence From The World, I've become but a ghost,
Who am I in the grand design, a gentle whisper at most?
Mirror reflects a stranger's face, lined with stories untold,
Each wrinkle a memory, a key to the days of old.

Dread pulses through veins, ever so fleet.
Skipping beats like a dirge incomplete.
Sorrow played out on death's music sheet.
From the heart's metronome, I, retreat.

On the brink of oblivion, I am a guest.
A grim reminder of life's cruel test.
A heart once so vibrant, is now at rest,
My mortal coil unraveling, sinking in my chest, I progress.

This dance of despair, I cannot hide,
To the rhythm of death, I'm connected and tied.
This dance of despair, I cannot hide,
To the rhythm of death, I'm connected and tied.

Silence, from the world I used to know.
I'll swim where you can't go.
Silence, from the world I used to know.
Toward the empty river row.