Testo di Finite

Finite moments, finite breath, wasted Embracing a reason bereft of conclusion When knowledge is misconceived as meaning, wisdom as purpose We embrace a world that offers no hope Born unto death Recycle; repeat Until the end, adrift And nothing Nothing And in our search, we abandoned faith And in our reaching, we found truth Hope turned to ash, carried by the winds of change We wrought to choke the world in our despair No future but nothing And in our search, we abandoned hope And in our reaching, we found truth Hope turned to ash, carried by the winds of change We wrought to choke the world in our despair Despair On this day, we wake to a barren world Relentless grey In our knowledge, we have exhausted meaning Human kind has crossed the line of despair All that's left is meaningless