All coming now too close Into realization's eyes Never eat, never sleep Just daze away, look to the sky The time to wait, to debate Slowly comes to terms and dissapates This void that we call life now ends As does that on which it depends Raise your hands to the black rainfall Who knew the soul could destroy itself? All for the sake of that hollow smile Following it, the same old shudders Their instincts, there they serve them well But they brush them off, a mere annoyance They'd rather trust in pompous liars Blinded by their untrue light An abyss is docile, next to this The epitome of eternal bliss But here they're stuck and here they'll stay For a true thought they seldom think Like mere robots set atrack Morons feed morons their trusted "facts" Though some may question, few break free With hold of their souls, with the gift to see Hope to live, but you ne'er will You, dear 'friend', were already killed You believed them, didn't you? That was the sword that stuck you through Now drone, you sometimes lament Could there perhaps be more than this? But for you that won't come; how? Because you're theirs and serve them now. You may think not, but do you think? No, your deeper mind is blank! You no longer hold the power now Seeing it merely as a "menace" You're their brand, generic and lame Threatening in numbers, but all the same A disheart'ning annoyance, a powerful tool, How this place is so sadly false: mere fools. Ask me to cease, my council I'll keep My manners I'll mind, but painfully So one day you'll see what it did to be 'Polite' and not speak truthfully...