The Last Flower

As I run
 Onto these limbs so torn
 Toward the silence
 I know we'll never meet again
 Feel no pain
 Barren world
 All is dying, so do I
 Trees are gone
 Stark, the branches and bones
 Every path I walked
 Every mount I dared to climb
 Led me here to
 These shores immortal
 So serene, the last of cycles
 Before I close my eyes for good
 A reason to die for
 To restore what's lost
 This flower in my hands won't die
 Escape from morrows uncertain
 Sacrifice for a greater good
 Put my own life into danger
 To shield the last flower
 So serene, the last of cycles
 Before I close my eyes for good
 A reason to die for
 To restore what's gone
 This flower in my hands won't die
 Barren world
 Weak, I run away from you
 Grace is gone
 We face the consequences
 Every beauty is tarnished
 Every joy is ephemeral
 Take me to
 These shores immortal
 As I drown
 Within this shell so worn
 I invoke the silence
 May you flourish and resist
 Feel no pain