Eternity

There's not much that I can say,

there is something wrong inside my brain,

so much for it to fake that I am ruining the game,

losing my Faith and going insane.

The fact that I can't give up,

is an understatement of humanity but, you know,

the game has always and will always be the same,

so I got to keep my head up, my figure tall and a crown where should be a down.

I will have time to figure it out,

when dead or in a vout,

maybe I am wrong in all of it

or as they say, I am just imaginative

places where I could run

only to be ripped when they are done

The castle on the rill somebody made me

It used to be made to last an eternity

Just and up in pieces like my sanity

But rocks are just good when there is no water

And the river they drink,

It's filthy, just like the one they left

The air necessary to exist burns their lungs just like an elixir

Maybe I am wrong in all of this, and I lost my dreams

The world is always going to turn, and there will always be somebody unconcern

Maybe it is how this should go in the end nobody will ever know