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Knowing that all that you do is like a wind that blows with no direction, when you watch from afar everything happening without you, soon you learn the true horror. It's not creatures of the deep, not the lion prowling on the heeth, nor the beast in the sky. It is your very existence and the time in which you will come to die, all that you are, all that you could be will soon cease to be. Everything you ever endured, the tooth that fell, the body that grew, soon you will perish and no one will remember you. Your tears are like a psychic system to get rid of psychic emotion, how can that be when all you experience is a dread of what's to come?
Laughing, crying, reasoning, its like a odd joke, all in vain and without hope. The intelligent believe they should rule the dumb, the stupid should control the intelligent; both are fools, both are stupid. When you are nothing, what's the surprise?
All that I was, everything that could be, it all comes to not, and that is how it has always been. Fall... fall... fall... Asleep. Eternal peace and rest. Now darkness at your behest, please do the rest.
Laughing, crying, reasoning, its like a odd joke, all in vain and without hope. The intelligent believe they should rule the dumb, the stupid should control the intelligent; both are fools, both are stupid. When you are nothing, what's the surprise?
All that I was, everything that could be, it all comes to not, and that is how it has always been. Fall... fall... fall... Asleep. Eternal peace and rest. Now darkness at your behest, please do the rest.