... soon
For in the end, it's all just dust,
Our legacy, a joke, a bust,
The things we did, the things we said,
Just a stain upon the world we led.
So let us laugh, and joke, and play,
And burn it all to the ground!
A legacy of pain and blight,
That lingers forever in the night.
For in the end, it's all a joke,
Our legacy, a puff of smoke,
So let us live, and laugh, and die.