Decadence found in decay
Where once was life
Now gone away
And to these truths
We all hold dear
As end of time
Draws ever near
Closer, Closer
You will abide
The laws from which
You cannot hide
Not high nor low
Can save you, love
Nor faintly cooing
Like a dove
No olive sprig
Could yet displace
The loss of a
Forgotten race
So all take wing
And all take flight
Fleeing from your
Horrid plight
Some dare not rise
Some dare not fall
And this this tale ends,
Not for all
