Tuesday, 18 January 2011

In the absence of something.

Without something
Nothing 
Apart from the emptiness of which is this life
Which seems like nothing
But it is indeed something
Nothing would be death
Because death does not lead to heaven
It does not lead to hell
It's decay and eternal blindness
And we're convinced that there's a reason to all of this
There isn't a bigger cause
There's no waking up
To a place of immortal happiness
The people we once loved welcome us
And the life begins here
It doesn't
This place doesn't exist
Death is the end
We'll always be trapped
Think about that
One single place
One cage
With no hope, no spiritual reincarnation
No one, not even yourself
Can you guess what it is yet?
This is nothing, ladies and gentlemen
This is an inevitability  
This is the end.

You can't escape this place
We're all slowly dying
You can't escape this place
You scream while you're denying
There is no escape from this place
You know it's true, there's no sense in lying
Give up your soul
Let desertion feast on your body
Your mind escapes, and your soul withers away
You're now an empty corpse
Relax, it's over
You belong to nothing now.

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