Remains may refer to:
Remains is a five-issue comic book limited series published by IDW Publishing in 2004. The story is written by Steve Niles and has art by Kieron Dwyer.
Remains is about a post-apocalyptic world overrun with flesh-eating zombies.
Remains was published as a trade paperback by IDW Publishing, ISBN 1-932382-38-0.
The comic book has been optioned to be a made into a television film that would appear on the Chiller television network.
Filming on Steve Niles' Remains wrapped in June 2011 and the film premiered on Chiller on December 16, 2011.
"Remains" is a single from Maurissa Tancharoen and Jed Whedon and was released on July 9, 2009.
The track was co-written and produced by Maurissa and Jed specifically for inclusion in "Epitaph One," the unaired lost episode of Joss Whedon's sci-fi television series Dollhouse, which Maurissa and Jed also wrote together.
During writing and production of "Epitaph One," the 13th unaired episode of Dollhouse (the television series for which Tancharoen and Whedon also write), the two writers felt that a piece of music was necessary over the coda of the episode, but due to budget concerns, they were unable to use a famous or popular song at the time. Rather, Tancharoen and Whedon wrote "Remains," which can be heard over the episode's final scenes. However, they wanted the song not to appear too close to the content of the episode lyrically, so as not to distract the viewer with the realization that the song was composed specifically for the episode, despite the lyrics being thematically relevant but not overly specific to the context. Tancharoen and Whedon were happy with the end result of the song, which they felt sounded like a genuine piece of contemporary music, thus prompting them to release the song on its own merit as well.
Sweeping winds of greyest passion
Find the four who wander fated
Within halls their scarlet laughter
Is heard unknown from places shaded
Eyes are lined with black of midnight
Lips all touched in scarlet bliss
Tattered velvet, lace and chains
What dead have known such grace as this?
Here let us lay for this age has sung it's last day
Under the full moon's watch
(Black is the coffin in which our dreams lie)
Silver remains of the time of our glory
Stand where our temple fell
(Black are the mirrors to which our fears fly)
Pale hands flicker beneath the white lights
In rhythm with the living darkness
Others follow void of meaning
To stand in shadows as if thoughtless
Boots are laced through shining eyelets
Cobwebs line the greying hall
The dance goes on but pales without you
As winter turns to see the fall
Here let us lay for this age as sung it's last days
Under the full moon's watch
(Black are the coffins in which our dreams lie)
Silver remains of the time of our glory
Stand where our temple fell
(Black are the mirrors to which our fears fly)
Through warmest nights of starlit skies
My eyes must find another life
Where once we hoped to ever be
The onl ones who understood
We now must face the coldest truth
That precious little matters now
For what we felt forever breathes