Humanity is the vermin of this emotional distress
Committing of sins that will never be confessed
Bonds of normalcy
Like maggots at a feast
A prison of veracity
Increasing despair of fate
Take the poison
Eradicate desire
Fattened with resent
Swine of discontent
Destitute feelings
Like a knife to the back
Ethics broken down
Existence at the end of a rope
Nihilistic landscape crowded with neglect
The noose is made by a trail of regret
Down this path of bad luck at the end of reject
Empty devotion stretched across the face of disrespect
We all stand atop this rotten decay called life
Purpose versus substance
The final time has come
