bleed tears down for dead & gone, explain this tragedy
injected dose of suicide, cleanse me of existence
destination lost in life, death now has a title
a trial of mortality ends, we have ourselves to blame.

walk softly in our crossing paths through concealed fate
lost regard for life or law results in tragedy
everyone dies here, open their eyes to kill another day
& this is my affirmation for my hatred for mortality.

i wish i could live in another age to experience what i can;t
& see beyond the years without corruption or
uncertainty. we;ll enter a purer universe by its exit
didn;t you know that entering is a trespass against me

a new type of oxygen beyond the wall, our degeneration has no meaning
it will come & we will rot like those stained by yr deceit
walking bags of piss & shit will have yrselves to blame
building dreams on nightmares; you won;t trespass against me.

on we struggle, onward through a life more depressing than death
expire without meeting our real selves, our real halves
the masses cling to fallacy without the courage to feel another way
atleast it;s clear, the signs of the times.

music: the decemberists; clementine
mood: i like fire