Turned to Dust

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