Nihil کے بول

Evolve from the insult of life Indistinct thought of reason Existence on the edge of a knife Common sense is out of season Symbolic inner conflict Entombed in a scream Self-worth kneels in darkness at the corner of a room Bitter fate awaits Empty conviction Lacking inner peace Emotion's condition Humanity is the vermin of this emotional distress Committing of sins that will never be confessed Bonds of normalcy Like maggots at a feast A prison of veracity Increasing despair of fate Take the poison Eradicate desire Fattened with resent Swine of discontent Destitute feelings Like a knife to the back Ethics broken down Existence at the end of a rope Nihilistic landscape crowded with neglect The noose is made by a trail of regret Down this path of bad luck at the end of reject Empty devotion stretched across the face of disrespect We all stand atop this rotten decay called life Purpose versus substance The final time has come