What is the next step?
From conceiving the idea,
To something more.
And perhaps a conclusion
Something has to change.
And within these walls; the only place you're safe.
It is now withering, undergoing atrophy
If the next step is the last, Then I'll rather start again.
Do you also have the feeling
Repugnance in the fibers of your souls host
Pity those who have seen the truth,
In angel dust and the holy ghost
A tragedy in five acts without a plot
No Shakespeare sense, so it feels like you rot
A lot being said about the evils and pain
But this spectacle brings all the prophets to shame.
A reason to believe is a reason to not,
When this is your last shot
Spend it well, but spend your last breath
Gasp for thin air because here comes death
Well, isn't this a good day for us all?
Oh! To let yourself float around in nothingness
Be sure to bring along your favourite books
As long as it's not what some may mistake for reason
When by yourself,
How can you tell what's common sense?
I doubt you'd know
Even in a haze of screams
Parting with the soul
Where your ship was left