The end

Inner peace... A word I no longer care for
The soul is an illusion, and there is a bright light within my sight
Where will my destiny take me?
Will I get the chance to brake up my mindless fight?

The struggle within has to mean something
Though it could be the reason, for the day I will die
I remember my childhood, where I was a little boy
The world is changing, and so was I.

A world full of chaos and disturbance in all of us
How could we possible find a way to be free?
Are we just a product of the biggest mistake?
And will God turn his bag on us, and no longer be?

Could we just get an insight of our future?
Then we would all confess...
That the time of mankind is doomed
Though this is only a fading guess

So paradise is only an illusion
That we all have in mind
Though it hasn't happened yet for me
I hope that someday, your dream will find...