Via Sin Dios - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

The crushing pressure weighing down upon my weary back

The tedious routines of day-to-day poise to attack

The poisonous pollution and the pointlessness of care

And in a blink, we blow away to dust upon the air

Six feet down and underground

A clotted, cold perfection still in putrefaction lay

We'll run and rot to crumble in a petrified decay

And inasmuch as I can see no future, why go on?

So this here I present to you: one final poem in song

And I can see a darkness and a clearing of the path

In the overpopulation, I can simplify the math

Six feet down and underground

A clotted, cold perfection still in putrefaction lay

We'll run and rot to crumble in a petrified decay

The hazy warmth encompasses, my eyes: a misty sea

The soft embrace of sunset in a dark eternity

Prayer and flowers mock and tease my terrorized beliefs

The truth is that we're born to die until our sweet release

I care so much and not at all about every living breath

The sadness of this sentience; a sentence to my death

In my grave and down the drain

Erase the misspent past

The tortured love in memories

Are never meant to last