[Verse 1] I don’t want to live forever, Not if it costs my soul. Life, like tea, is sweetest When you know it’s your last bowl. I’ve seen the taste grow sharper As the ending draws near. The light means more at twilight Than it ever did at noon. [Chorus] Will I drink the final cup, Or wear the empty crown? A king of ash and silence, Watching empires crumble down. I fear the fire may keep me whole, But burn away my name— What’s left of dreams and meaning If I never feel the same? [Verse 2] Death’s not the end I dread— Just a door in the dark. A change in wind, a deeper tide, A step beyond the spark. But time is a cruel master, And my work still lies ahead. If I turn away from dying, Will I lose myself instead? [Bridge] I’ve met the ones who chose it— The cold path past the veil. Eyes like glass, voices hollow, Hearts too proud to fail. They finish what they started, But they forget the why. Would I still chase the morning If I could no longer cry? [Final Chorus] So do I drink the final cup, Or wear the empty crown? Leave warmth behind for power And rule without a sound? If death’s a kind departure, Then life must be a flame— One blaze, one bloom, one heartbreak— And none of it the same. [Outro – whispered / fading] The cup cools slowly in my hand. The crown waits… cold… on the stand.
