A longing sense...
To fulfill my days of empty slumber
The remnants of life
Like ashes, scattered across the ground
It all seems worthless...
From the window pane
I gaze upon the autumn tress
Raining leaves and gnarling mists
Like my very essence, grey...
Traveling through nothingness
My life is f**ing empty
To exist in fragile light...
Silence...
Cold...
Alone...
d**h, with no redemption
We're all heading towards the end
It is with us, from the dawn
The dawn of our miserable lives
We all live in a delusion
As life holds nothing but d**h...