Atop the summit
A figure in a cloak
Revels In elation
Breathing in human smoke
No ornate epitaph
Preserves the will and whim
No weeping mourner
Left to hum a sullen hymn
Is This Freedom?
Where were your saviors
When hell arrived
To sweep up your children?
No cause would quell the tide
Heard you whisper
Is this freedom?
Lost in crying eyes
On the eve of our demise
And you never woke
Forever lost in human smoke
Forever lost in smoke
Will I remember?
Will I remember?
Your waning smile
your gentle touch
your quickened breath
The final clutch
Will I remember
Anything
A flash of light
The sky a sickened pallor
The earth ignites
We're huddled in the cellar
These thoughts came through
If but to dissipate
Our lives unlearned
As we disintegrate
We saw a shadow on the marshes
A beggar begging for the end
You watched all hope leave my eyes
Nothing left but the question
Will I remember
Your quaking hand?
Atop the summit
A figure in a cloak
Revels In elation
Breathing in human smoke

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