It doesn’t matter if you’ve gathered The most possessions in the end The whole point to having a life Is to watch it slowly die Life is free and the people are weak They are corrupted so easily It only takes them a couple tries For them to realize An easier way out of here They can never win But at least they can’t lose If they give up on themselves And everybody tacitly understands Life is worthless Death unto us all We are worthless Death unto us all The cure for humanity They will not listen, they’re already dead Why kill some, love some, and not the rest It’s hypocritical and pointless Jingoistic, solipsistic, Death unto us all