You all know how it feels
awake but really not
while dealing with a shot
right through the heart
leaving its mark
fading to dark
as our lives shorten
we are not beaten
we are just weakened
and now we are awakened
to all that is vacant
there are no saints
humanity is filled with hate
we realized this a little too late
and now that death is ever present
we are all peasants
in this game of misery
i am beginning to feel awake
i have realized the way
and now know none will ever try
to save the day
and i dont care anyways
this world has gone sideways
and inside we all cry
we welcome death
drawing cold breath
never risking it lest
we alter this game
and find an awakening
that leads to the meaning
we'd all be crying
we'd all be leaning
on one another
just so we can cover
how empty we really are
on the inside
there is no point to life
we are all doomed
right from the start
but we still have heart
we can take part
in this game
of death
go right ahead and jump in the lethe
and maybe you'll lose your head
and then you'll be better off dead
does anyone care
anywhere
about this dying world
no
because we have faced the awakening
and we are all drifting
without meaning
and we are creating
what might be the end
so find your own path
and never look back
for standing in the dust
will be the rust
that follows us all
so we never stand tall
and when it calls
we all will fall
so never look back upon this life
freedom is your right
freedom is might
and we are all without sight
for we don't stand in the light
for there is no right
in this world of ours
where we find our own purpose
