Why am i conscious,when i feel so inanimate?
What is my purpose in life when i have no intentions?
What do i do when the meek are no longer forbearing?
What am i to gather when those i love forsake me?

I lay in ignorance and i am happy,
Because this happiness leaves me with the consciousness that i am human, and
nothing more
And thus i deserve nothing more.
My mind strays with the shadow of a though,
I can't think.."I think therefore i am!"..what am i then?
Am i nothing?..a lonely soul on a road through the fucked paths of
enlightenment?
Yet..i do not long to know..because i believe i know..
And with veiled longing, i hide from you, well versed, unmasked...

I am the last in line when divinity rises...
Nothing in this world can satisfy me,
So i long for the next...my divine decree...desolation?
Nostalgia...a time long passed...i wish to be there again,
But what does my future hold?
An advent of tomorrows and nothing desired?
What good can that bring about besides an anthology of lies!?!

Can't you hear me any longer?
My cries of pain and torment and horror pervades...
Yet i have nothing...but the falseness of knowledge that i defy,
And that i deny...and i hurt myself to know that i still can bleed..
When bloody, wet and dripping and i say the words i love you,
Can you promise me that you'll be there?...
Hearing my gathering of fucking emotions...they're here...
And i sit in amazement and wonder, i wonder at this world,
The world that is unexplainable, undescribable.

I remember words from a wise person...the philosopher,
"All will be explained in death..."
And i ask...but not in vain...would you die with me if i ask it of you?
Would you journey to heaven and hell with me...
Defend me against Cerberus' bite...and God's acusing tongue?
Be the warden of my lonely soul...
 
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