Nothing learned except slavery
No sleep for the plotters
No rest for the wicked
No reprieve for the good
Nothing goddamn matters!
No one, nothing- all is emptiness
In every action and pursuit-the end
Rampant chemical imbalances
Poison for life
One and Zero existence
Turned to machinations
Hope has died
Hope is dead
Death is creeping upon all
Suffer, Strife
Unending Strife
Nothing can offer a stay
The executioner comes our way
His axe is expectation
His chopping arm a gilded lie
Fear and disgrace,
They rule this place
Bring me pain, cut my flesh
The hurting keeps me alive
Because I am dead on the inside
Sweet suffering, come and satisfy my yearning
Sweet suffering, come and come again
What matters in the end?
