Plagued by torment

A crippling identity

Foundationless morality that casts aside a fading beauty

Left paralysed by this voluntary sickness

Left deaf to harsh cries

Futile pleas of the forgotten

They drown in their own blood

And with bloody hands they visit you

To confront you with a crippling realisation

You are as dead as they are

You will vanish but they will fade

Panicked by truth, a crippling absolute

You cannot see the bodies before you

Contorted they hang in the branches of trees

Oblivious to their slow decay

Oblivious to your hollow life

Your desolate existеnce

Your barren mind

This search has no еnding

There is no meaning that waits to be found

So scream

Cry out your questions

Dry your tongue and choke on your words

Emptiness is all that awaits you

You built your world in total silence

Now silence is all that is left to you