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...