Life is over
All hope is gone
All dreams are gone
No future
and the past full of pain
Whats left are survival Instincts ,
baisc animalistic tendencies ,
bodily functions and needs
Whats left is an empty shell of an animal
waiting to be filled with consumerism
waiting to be indoctrinated
waiting to be used and abused by a system born of greed
too ugly
too naive
not enough of a man
just a disposable wreck
Out of the womb , into the void
Born without a reason
Failed at everything
Beaten , bullied and rejected
All alone
hiding behind the fluorescent , blue light
hiding behind the screen
So there is no reason
everything is pointless
every cope is self destructive
There is no knowledge to be obtained
cause nihilism is evident and self explanatory
reflected in everything you see
everything you do
everything you are
How can we make use of this Life ?
What goal can we prescribe ourselves to ?
After everything else is gone ,
how can we fill this void in our heads ?
Just rope ?
silence the machine in our heads forever ?
Just lay there and stare at the ceiling ?
I wish i could find a reason .
But i dont think that there is anything .
Im just slowly stepping towards the ledge , everyday .
Til i finally have the courage to jump .
Just to shatter on the rocks and be swallowed by the ocean .
engulfed by endless , thoughtless nothingness .
All hope is gone
All dreams are gone
No future
and the past full of pain
Whats left are survival Instincts ,
baisc animalistic tendencies ,
bodily functions and needs
Whats left is an empty shell of an animal
waiting to be filled with consumerism
waiting to be indoctrinated
waiting to be used and abused by a system born of greed
too ugly
too naive
not enough of a man
just a disposable wreck
Out of the womb , into the void
Born without a reason
Failed at everything
Beaten , bullied and rejected
All alone
hiding behind the fluorescent , blue light
hiding behind the screen
So there is no reason
everything is pointless
every cope is self destructive
There is no knowledge to be obtained
cause nihilism is evident and self explanatory
reflected in everything you see
everything you do
everything you are
How can we make use of this Life ?
What goal can we prescribe ourselves to ?
After everything else is gone ,
how can we fill this void in our heads ?
Just rope ?
silence the machine in our heads forever ?
Just lay there and stare at the ceiling ?
I wish i could find a reason .
But i dont think that there is anything .
Im just slowly stepping towards the ledge , everyday .
Til i finally have the courage to jump .
Just to shatter on the rocks and be swallowed by the ocean .
engulfed by endless , thoughtless nothingness .
