[verse 1] If my heart were still alive, Would I even feel the pain? Through this lonely life I’ve sailed, Through the cold and pouring rain. Now the fire has turned to stone— Cold and hollow… all alone. [pre-chorus] So if you hear me… know, my friends, I’ve long since made my peace… [chorus] Mors me excipit… Non timeo… Mors non est finis… These be the final words I’ll ever speak… [verse 2] In the end, life was just a game, And I played the hand I drew. Seven-high was all she dealt— the hell was I to do? No luck, no love, Every dream I had denied… [pre-chorus] So if you hear me… know, my friends, I’ve long since made my peace… [chorus] Mors me excipit… Non timeo… Mors non est finis… These be the final words I’ll ever speak… [isolate guitar|melodic guitar interlude | tempo slows | mellows | dreamlike haze | surreal drift | sustained bends dissolving] [final chorus] Death welcomes me… I am not afraid… Death is not the end… These be the final words I’ll ever speak… [outro | fading acoustic guitar] Mors me excipit… Mors me excipit…
