Fatal optimism
Clasps your pulsing veins
Bury your head held high
Lay still in your grave
Content or deprecating, our bones will rot the same
Forever covered by soil, unaffected by these worthless days
We are alone in this, there’s no point to feign a hope
Numb the body, kill the senses, no choice but to cope
Nothing is waiting
Nothing is here
Swallow your faith
Swallow your fear