There's a shadow standing under a tree.
"I don't feel. Please, set me free!"
A world illuminates a clouded sky.
It's backwards. Alive, and he can't see why.
Creatures slither, creatures eat
A creature gets eaten or a creature sleeps.
It seems a minefield of hidden deceit.
"I don't know why, but a creature repeats. Everything's Hollow: Nothing means anything, there is no joy - only idiots sing."
His eyes used to glow, but now they're dead
Like black holes sunken into his head.
"But I'm gonna care as much as I can, for this short time left that I have as a man. To know what kind of fool the world enthralls. Waiting for the light while the darkness falls."
There's a shadow standing under a tree.
"One more step, and then I'll see nothing more of the things that suffocate me. The swarm is silent, I can finally unbend. I feel nothing, not even at the end. If heaven's on earth then may hell ascend."
There's a shadow hanging under a tree
And a rope is a tool to set one free.
