As Powder Turns To Dust

When they finally claim you

All matter will cease, all dreams will expire

And with a dead angel's touch

And the loss of myself

The vapour will fade

Until the day that I join you

When you finally take yourself

Day will be night, all will be nothing

As the flickering candles that lit up our chess

Can burn no more

When the queen has fallen

Now I cower in this hollow room

Acutely aware that the time is approaching

When what I love above all else

Will be only my greatest memory

It's both tragic and symbolic

That in your darkest hour

You can still shine so bright