Death Has Its Own Beauty / How Long Do We Have Left?

Let the skin fall away under the sun

Let the animals take all they need

Leave what is left for what's underneath

Let the grass grow tall over the bones

Death has its own beauty

Death has its own beauty

Death has its own beauty

Death has its own beauty

To ever have lived means you must die

Why waste your time with questions of why

Sure as the river moves to the sea

There is nothing to fear from ceasing to be

Death has its own beauty

Death has its own beauty

Death has its own beauty

Death has its own beauty

How many of the stars have long since died

Yet the beautiful light still reaches our eyes

For almost all time You were never here

To not be again is nothing to fear

Death has its own beauty

Death has its own beauty

Death has its own beauty

Death has its own beauty