A final slice of the cake
A question asked so many times
By the ones alive
Should you or should you not take
A final slice of the cake
You must realize
Before your body dies
Your life is only yours to make
A final slice of the cake
Is there a deeper meaning
Or is it just a simple problem
You will see when you awake
A final slice of the cake
The problem that you see like a fountain is just the top of the mountain
You only see the ice with your bloodshot eyes
Even if you open wide you fail to realize
There is stone beneath the sound, the roots are your burial ground
The mighty reaper so grim and fierce hasn’t stalked you for many years
You carry him around yourself and place him on your kitchen shelf
Because you have gone blind, you see with your eyes instead of your mind
Now think and wonder for your own sake, should you take a final slice of the cake?
A final slice of the cake
A question asked so many times
By the ones alive
Should you or should you not take
A final slice of the cake
You must realize
Before your body dies
Your life is only yours to make
A final slice of the cake
Is there a deeper meaning
Or is it just a simple problem
You will see when you awake
A final slice of the cake
You may think that I am your problem but god damn
You are looking in the wrong direction, see the destruction
I see you standing there every day like you don’t care
With a knife in your hand and your blood coloring the sand
But you don’t feel it, you don’t care, you don’t live, you’re just standing there
How can you be alive with so much ignorance and still pretend to strive?
I am trying to reason with you against your treason
I am trying to open your eyes to the problem you can’t realize
Slow and heavy
I feel so slow and heavy
The problem is not just yours but also mine
You make me suffer because I care for your soul
What the problem in your heart is isn’t what matters
The fact that it’s there is the reason I care
A question asked so many times
By the ones alive
Should you or should you not take
A final slice of the cake
You must realize
Before your body dies
Your life is only yours to make
A final slice of the cake
A final slice of the cake
The weight of the world is dragging me down
I will not stand here and watch you drown
But I don’t know what I can do
To remove the abyss between me and you
The emotions in your soul are connected to my own
With strings so much thicker than blood
And I feel so heavy and alone
Why have you forsaken me god?
I wish it was nothing more than a matter of slices of the cake
Oh how I wish upon a star that you would open your eyes
And see the problem and find a solution, be awake
Instead of turning your heart into ice
See the issue in the end is a matter of life and death
So much more profound than how much dessert to eat
And yet food and the weather are all we care about
So our souls and minds are free for our demons upon to feed
The emotions in your soul are connected to my own
With strings so much thicker than blood
And I feel so heavy and alone
Why have you forsaken me god?
I wish it was nothing more than a matter of slices of the cake
Oh how I wish upon a star that you would open your eyes
And see the problem and find a solution, be awake
Instead of turning your heart into ice
But why in the end am I not cutting the ties
I start to struggle when I try to find the answer
Should I do what I can al beteken het mijn dod?
Or should I cut myself down from the gallows?
No I refuse be a martyr
I refuse to be a saint
I have done so much for you but it was all in vain
The intention was for healing
Not to be fed upon
I refuse
I refuse
I refuse
No I refuse be a martyr
I refuse to be a saint
I have done so much for you but you are in my way
The intention was for healing
Not to be fed upon
I refuse
I refuse
I refuse
And I have nothing left to say
