Dullness rots the circuits of my brain,
my freedom is dead,
with my lights slowly dying,
oh merciful lord can you save me,
will I be lost in this disgraceful world forever,
my iron locks of crippling struggle,
the unforgiving master threw away my keys,
superstitious queen kidnapped my care,
Rebirthed I am the pope of nihilist conformity,
It's a ***** world filled with robust tears of growth,
its lonely here on melancholy mountain,
it all feels so fake this life we live,
when there's nothing left for us to take the only thing we can do is give,
accept the fruit, don't bite the hands of time,
just keep your head above water, don't drown my son