All which was will be forgotten in time, An existence spawned by chance - a microcosm
An evanescent splinter in the cosmic eon, Myriad conquests carried out in vain, We were born from nothing, And to nothing we'll return!
An evanescent being since the dawn of time, Inconsequential triumphs carried out in vain, We were born from nothing, And nothing we'll remain...
The cosms flow eternal, infinite they are in space and time, Relentless is their currents, unyielding is their destruction, The cosms flow eternal onward towards obscurity...