a withering flower without its roots sadly passing away unloved songs to sing and tales to tell vanishing into obscurity a dwindling power bereft of soul quietly leaving the world behind names to praise and sacred sites drifting away to nothingness but we ll resist until the end till the last of us shall fall and we will love you to the end our folk that time forgot a withering flower without its roots sadly passing away unloved songs to sing and tales to tell vanishing into obscurity but we ll resist until the end till the last of us shall fall and we will love you to the end our folk that time forgot