The pain of the moment
is all we can see
not life's meaning
or what is meant to be
Were held captive
in the depths of our mind
we have no freedom
were spiritually blind
The cold thoughts of our future
The dark pains of our past
and unpleasant feelings
are made so vast
So we turn to hope
Something to hold on to
to end the suffering
we all go through
But that is faith
which seems to be
a restrictive blindfold
of all reality
Even if we fight it
To the end of our day
six feet under
is still where we'd lay
The struggle is over
The damage is done
Humanity has lost
The enemy has won
Were doomed to our existence
We have not the choice
To be eternal
Or a moments voice
