Do you feel that?
So many nights thinking
Searching for an answer
Which sense has my existence?
This assumes that we have a purpose
An ultimate goal
The end of being
Our curse 'till the end of times
We're all sentenced to death
Since the day we are born
Without a reason, without a sense
A god's fate
Taking some drugs trying to distract
Ourselves from what is waiting for us
Old man choosing the moment
A kid starving getting pecked
Is there anywhere omnipotence?
Life's a lie, not a coincidence
So I'll fuck your dying god head's into the eye orbit
Your vision of life just makes me wanna vomit
This sound is not meant to be good
It's a red flag, we're all worm food
Just look forward to see the day
Screams disillusioned man's play
We're all sentenced to death
Since the day we are born
Without a reason, without a sense
A final destination
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