Turned to Dust - The Sword, J. Robbins

They’ve got gold in their eyes

They speak a language of lies

But when the wheel is turned

Their mighty castles will burn

A lesson to be learned

That the amaranth never fades

As we live out our days

It shall grow on our graves

When all of us turn to dust

Petals fall from a rose

What she already knows

With the passing of years

There will be nothing to fear

She will shed no tears

Because amaranth never fades

As we live out our days

It will grow on our graves

When our bones have all turned to dust

Immortal amaranth never fades

As we pass through this phase

It shall grow on our graves

When all of us have turned to dust