The Void of Death and the Oblivion of Sleep
Put me under, I have waited for too long.
There’s no point in going on.
Everything I do is wrong,
At least that’s what you say dad and mom.
I guess I just don’t belong,
It’s better off when I’m gone.
I should have never been born all along.
And this is my song.
Void, the absence of substance,
Oblivion, the absence of essence,
Sleep, the cease of vigilance,
Death, the cease of existence,
Here is where I lie,
Devoid of all joy and love.
Here is where I die,
Slowly I fall from above.
Where is my freedom and independence?
O Grace, I need them, I’m losing patience.
They are my rhythm to sing this cadence.
They are the anthem of sweet transcendence.
Everyday is the same,
Days just go by.
What is my bloody name?
And who am I?
How can these be actions of your conscience?
Destroying someone’s prior engagements,
In that, I can only see arrogance.
What the hell happened to our agreements?
It calls out for individuality.
It cries out for diversity.
It yearns for universality.
It screams for unity.
I beg to differ from your ascendance.
Under it, I suffer ignorance.
There is nothing wrong with my variance.
This will not save my poor innocence.
If you won’t let me live free,
Why don’t you just kill me?
A part of me just won’t agree,
Can’t you just let that be?
Yes, give me complete anaesthesia,
So I can sleep forever.
I hate this fucking paraesthesia,
So let me dream forever.
I want to live in synaesthesia,
So I can live forever.
Let my mind fade and slip away.
Death is the biggest orgasm in life,
After it, comes eternal bliss.
Once you’re dead, you’re free of all strife,
And so will the world I will not come to miss.
So, assist me, please give me the knife,
Because I don’t fucking need this.
Let my body wither and decay.
Set me away, I have waited for so long.
No more will I carry on.
The line has been drawn,
It is inevitable to all, whether weak or strong.
To another world I will set upon,
So, I will say “So long,”
I don’t think I’ll live to see another dawn.
And this is my song.
