Remember me as I will be

'Remember Me' From Colour Contrast Continuity

The music plays beyond death’s touch,
No grim reaper can kill the chord,
That sounds within the silence,
No memory can ever record.

The pattern plays beyond death’s touch,
No grim reaper sees the morrow,
That creeps behind the darkest night,
No darkness sees the light follow.

The silence lives beyond death’s touch,
No grim reaper destroys the light,
That lives far beyond the mind’s eye,
No darkness can destroy true sight.

The end lives far beyond death’s touch,
No grim reaper harvests a gift,
That passed freely from one to all,
No shadow shall show any rift.

'I will be what I will be' From Colour Contrast Continuity