A void within the soul,
Every man has felt it before,
The lost of control,
The lost of the internal war.
Behind the secret blind space,
Behind the numbness
And even behind your own face,
There is meaning in sadness.
Carless and cold,
Every man has felt like that before,
Far beyond empathy, beyond the mold,
Beyond their own corpse,
We all have felt like that before.
We curse our incarnation
And question the poison minds,
Yet we welcome our mental mutation,
Cause we feel the void within our souls, the winds,
The cold and the inhuman; we all have felt like that before,
And you ask, “What for?”
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