The Last Imagination

Our failure to accept what ceases to be

To give up on the idea of self

We can fail to meet with our grand ideas

Can we grasp our removal from the plan?

Here at childhood's end, here at nothingness

Are we lost?

This is the last page

Of the story no one else will ever read

The last imagination

One final set of truths

When every silent scream is written

To the night eternal

This is the last imagination

One final set of truths

We refuse to be nothing worthy of measure

So lost as our time is short

Have we fled our past to embrace a now

That is over before it's begun?

Now this endless midnight, eternal dark

Is our own

This is the last page

Of the story no one else will ever read

The last imagination

One final set of truths

When every silent scream is written

To the night eternal

This is the last imagination

One final set of truths

When all that's said and done is over

With the last page written

In the story no one else will ever

No one else will ever read

This is the last page

Of the story no one else will ever read

The last imagination

One final set of truths

When every silent scream is written

To the night eternal

This is the last imagination

One final set of truths