FINISHED
SINCE THERE IS NO HELP,NONE TO HELP,
TIME HAS COME TO GIVE UP
THE TIDE HAS TURNED
THE MUSIC, CEASED
THE FEAST FINISHED
LET US PRAY IN OUR HEARTS TO NOTHINGNESS
AND GIVE IN.....
THE BALL KEEPS ROLLING TO INFINITY
A THREAD THATS LOOSE
WRAPS AROUND FATE, THEN WRITES
ITS STORY ALONG IN ITS OWN PAIN
CARRIES MEMORIES TO FULFILL, TO RESTORE
THE LOST GLORY OF ITS ORIGINATION,
WITH THE DARK SHADE OF STARK REALITY
ABOUNDING IN MATERIALISM, PLAGUING
THE MIND, RACKING THE SOUL IN MISERY
TILL ALL THE TRACES ARE ERASED IN DEATH