Now that the bleeding is even
The ineluctable settles inside
To remain inert forever

Somewhere something has died

Capture echoes of the end

In uncommon lucid moments
Strain our eyes staring
Where there's nothing to be seen


Mirthless perspectives
Perpetual imbalance

Kill-conceived instinct
A spiritless battle
Doomed to be lost


Running fast and fearless
Hooked onto our empty shells

A profound sensorial burn-out
Switched off all remaining reason


Blinded numb with shock
Somewhere something has died
Simply heading towards the day

When our suffering will subside