The Hope of Death

You live in denial In a toxic world Obscuring your view These things lack importance Depleting defeat Self seeking A religion Set for the waking modern These things they lack importance We're falling further from humanity But you are so consumed with The modern depleting defeat So I await the day that it all fades away Aware that it will never last The end will sure come so fast Unphased to the mortality of it all You killed off anything that's pure Your reasoning remains obscuring I have to fight to maintain A level of common decency Your world is toxic and funny Your sins will surely drown you No one chooses to be where I am There's nothing left for you to do Time will fade into two So I await the day that it all fades away Aware that it will never last The end will sure come so fast Unphased by the mortality of it at all Hate cold working Feeding it's flesh Burn it all down Nothing left now Psychoanalytical Bend and buckle All they work for So I await the day that it all fades away Aware that it will never last The end will sure come so fast Unphased by the mortality of it all