I believe in nothing,
the world has shattered me,
we're all alone in this empty space,
and I can no longer breathe.
It's all just pointless drifting stars,
from dust we came to be,
there's no meaning in this place,
and we can never be free.
From chaos comes a moment of order,
an efficient increase in entropy,
I have looked God in the face,
and now I can truly see.
It's not just me who writes this,
the universe is working through me,
I'll fade away without a trace,
and not a mark in history.
Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 7:16 PM UTC
I believe in nothing,
the world has shattered me,
we're all alone in this empty space,
and I can no longer breathe.
It's all just pointless drifting stars,
from dust we came to be,
there's no meaning in this place,
and we can never be free.
From chaos comes a moment of order,
an efficient increase in entropy,
I have looked God in the face,
and now I can truly see.
It's not just me who writes this,
the universe is working through me,
I'll fade away without a trace,
and not a mark in history.