Beyond the river Styx I see
My future standing in front of me
On the other black sand bank
Behind jet black mist and stony fog
I see my future shadow
A silhouette as dim as a far off memory
I spoke to him, over that rushing, dismal water
I stuttered out a question
There was no answer from the black sand bank
I said it again, more calmly more sure
No answer came from the black sand bank
I asked again, louder
it rang off the walls above the dismal black water
The mist began to clear in answer
A skeleton crumpled on that black sand bank
I have seen what lies at the end of eternity
Grains of stars like sand blown into darkness
Beyond hope of human eyes
I’ve seen what lies at the end of time:
There are peeling bells at the end of time
Some say, I’ve seen what lies there.
There is no sound but the breath of the death of eternity
As time come silently crumbling down into dust.
The end of eternity is black some say, is black,
Black is too bright a color to name
that blackness, a void beyond words
Beyond what mortals can dream.
Beyond what we can see
the end of infinity.
Where space holds no meaning,
Where time is a word and nothing more.
The world may end in fire some may say
But not to be, such a valiant, romantic fate
It will end in a whisper, in a chill beyond words.
So ends eternity.