we are the key to uncreation
end of all fun and joy
life is endless suffering
so go and kill yourself now
beware the false prophets
who claim life is worth living
pathetic shapes of flesh we are
we live to feed the worms
what is joy anyway
pieces of flesh trembling
chemical illusions in our brains
to mindlessly pass on our genes
all life is hostile to oblivion
where all life always go anyway
sunrise sunset nothing changes
only void of souls remain
are we afraid to die now
when mere heaven or hell is our price
illusions are our true gods
we are born to die with nio fucking glory
sunrise sunset nothing changes
only void of souls remain