Attic Theory - The Legacy Lyrics

In the twilight of my days, I'll shine one final light.
A beacon of my life, glowing so bright.
Every note I sing, is a fleeting masquerade.
Every line I write, is a heartfelt charade.

The legacy etched in time.

My last words spoken, are a gentle serenade.
A symphony of sentiment, before I start to fade.
My last words spoken, are a gentle serenade.
A melody of memories, before I start to fade.

With every breath, I'll paint a picture so profound.
A canvas of emotions, each syllable resounds.
In the echoes of my voice, you'll find solace and reprieve.
For my essence lives on, in the stories that I leave.

With every chord strum, the song will remain.
The last notes tremble, my voice begins to strain.
But now the silence, fills an empty space.
The words unsaid, leave a vacant place.

My last words spoken, are a gentle serenade.
A symphony of sentiment, before I start to fade.
My last words spoken, are a gentle serenade.
A melody of memories, before I start to fade.

My last words spoken, are a gentle serenade.
A symphony of sentiment, before I start to fade.
My last words spoken, are a gentle serenade.
A melody of memories, before I start to fade.

Transcending time.

Transcending time.

Transcending time.

Transcending time.

Transcending time.

Transcending time."