Condemned to live, bound to be for eternity

Before your very first breath was drawn

You had been possessed by the force unknown

But still you're trying

To make your way through the darkened mist

To see the light which does not exist



Servant of existence

So tempting to be trusted lies

Prevent you from hearing your own silent cries



Servant of existence

Your own silent cries



Denied by this colourless symmetry

Sometimes i feel pity for those of the ravaged

By agony within, they should envy the perished

Still you're trying

To make your way through the darkened mist

To see the light which does not exist



But still you're taking pleasure

In everlasting trance

Still you keep on feeding

On your own ignorance