I'll never break through
You'll always push me down
Show me your truth
Show me your you

Seeds you've planted seem ripe for the taking
Poisoned inside, you leave me hollow in clay-like skin

Just to see you, leaves me in contempt
My hatred expands to shape my clay-like skin

Take pride in your burning
It's all that you will know
All the dreams you've created
Will only crush and destroy

There is no hope
Only death
Re-emerge and synthesise
There's nothing left

Live to regress
Worship your buyer
Fulfil your role
Tuned to the wire
Try to draw blood
You don't exist
Replicate ghosts
A future in mist

Maintain the silence
Cut through the grime
Take your reward
Reclaim what's mine

Default and decline
Wait for the sign
The children are dying
The children are dead

The normal has changed
We'll die just the same

Grow gaunt
Eyes shut
Preach script
Don't change
Blank space
Fires burned
Nothing left
Foolish child

Sacrificed
Iron throne
Anvil weights
Bear down
As dead
As all you know
Empty mirror
Foolish child

Lost point
No fear
Too late
Live, crawl
Blurred pace
Final thoughts
Pre-void
Foolish child

See the light
Never be
Crush me
For I have seen
Spread your wings
Through my spine
No escape
Only truth

Bring the fire
Show me why
Everyone
Has to die
Status quo
Can't resist
Make a sound
I'll always hear

Now we live
Surrogates
Greeting times
Always too late

Mind drawn, head down
Blind faith, who now?
Nothing left but agony
Continue philanthropy

Love
Slave

Life hate, march on
Future, now gone
Your worth decreed
All life secedes

Resolve, seek blame
End point, it's all the same
Mind fucked, all a game
End point, face pain

Blank face
Reach fate
Know why
We've died

Left alone, I lie another disillusioned man, rationalised away as someone who's never made it to the light
Somewhere down the line, questions rendered me exposed
Now I stare at a greying screen, wondering what it's all worth

Time has never helped me understand your ways, and why the cracks continue to appear.
Now I'm left looking at you; a blank shell full of energy
I'll try to fabricate a smile and pretend there's meaning, just like you do when thinking seems too hard

Tuned into the screen again and everything appears: Blank excursions to new dead worlds
I'm long dead now; I've lost the point to live
My blood pumps just to stop the boredom confronting me

Up, down, left, right.
Up, down, left, right

Somewhere, the pain's more real
Somewhere, is where I can't feel
Spinning, in reverse from this
Fading, into a newer black

Somehow I can't quit, I'm somewhere in between
Left annulled in subsistence

I venture through
Gardens beyond
Vast recollections
Of past energies
Rivers of joy
Decay into shroud
We purge our own escapes
To fall in line again