Ours is a time in purgatory
Torn from tranquillity
To suffer this affliction
To rise and to fall
With only absence ahead
Amounting to nothing
Thus we endure
Persist in delusion
We, the d***ed
Forced to wander these hollows
In search of hope
In spite of hopelessness
Ours is a moment of sentience
Compelled to perceive
The fruitless strife
The endless nothingness
Here we stand
On the path to tragedy
Thus we languish
Remain incarcerated
We, the d***ed
Banished to roam this hell
In search of comfort
In spite of comfortlessness
Torn from tranquillity
To suffer this affliction
To rise and to fall
With only absence ahead
Amounting to nothing
Thus we endure
Persist in delusion
We, the d***ed
Forced to wander these hollows
In search of hope
In spite of hopelessness
Ours is a moment of sentience
Compelled to perceive
The fruitless strife
The endless nothingness
Here we stand
On the path to tragedy
Thus we languish
Remain incarcerated
We, the d***ed
Banished to roam this hell
In search of comfort
In spite of comfortlessness