Lyrics

The last of our kind will be a woman
She will bear witness
She will bear the mark
On every layer of skin
She is adrift, quiet

The endling’s days are slow and ponderous
They are not sad
There is no fear
No one left for her to tend to
This is it, she is here

What of all the things she made?
What of all the things she broke?
What of the hearts that she betrayed?
What of the truths she never spoke?

The last of our kind will be a woman
She will bear witness
She will bear the mark

She exists and then she won’t, the sun will rise anyway
She exists and then she won’t, the sun will rise anyway
She exists and then she won’t, the blood moon shines on her empty home
She exists and then she won’t, the sun will rise anyway