To know life is both the greatest gift and curse
The opportunity is overestimated in worth
When, come the end, our brand of uselessness is realized
We age, then sicken, then curl up to die.

There's love untapped in the first meeting
That withers and fades as the heart continues beating
I would that intrigue would take me, send me reeling
As intrigue has never been fickle or fleeting.

There's not time enough for intrigue or awe
As we've yet to comprehend how to live life at all
We'd rather follow the steps worn into the ground
Right into our coffins and six feet down.

How routine kills;  it's acceptable genocide
How routine leads us, so sweetly, to die.
How we exist in ignorance, cover our ears and eyes
How we live in stupidity, the blind leading the blind.

Ah, useless eyes and worthless tongue
A world struck gray, a mouth struck dumb.
Ah, treacherous mind and failing nose
With nothing to smell, with nothing to know.

May the generation realize the futility
That put an end to you, an end to me
Before life would shake them, they may leave
With ears that hear and eyes that see.