Last of a Dying Breed

歌詞

Though the ages have forgotten Florid sensibilities Powdered hair and skin all rotten No longer a sacred thing For the last of a dying breed Knows no virtue in vacancy And such discourse remains unyielding Exiled by exaltation Steadfast in the will of place Confined by generation Preserved in perfect grace For the last of a dying breed Fares not well in complacency And such discourse remains unyielding For the last of a dying breed Inevitably faced with conformity Flourishes only in undefeated Passage to the rights of antiquity When reason reaches closure Such would sooner lay to waste Compliance with wry composure To save an unmarked face For the last of a dying breed Wants not for such vacancy And such discourse remains unyielding