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At the edge of eternity

On the crest of evermore

Where time waits diligently

For the Last One through the Door

The withered shell of eons past

Lingers on

The ever-flowing stream dries up

Parched then gone

All creation breathes silently

Stillness choked its mighty roar

Awaits the steps anxiously

Of the Last One through the Door

The withered shell of eons past

Lingers on

The ever-flowing stream dries up

Parched then gone

For here it all must end

Nothing waits beyond