The events are discredited Point on the section is put in doubt There is no awareness of future suffering The point fades out and disappears On the background of unfathomable void Everything was divided never to become the whole again Someone screamed that better never to have been Someone wailed about annihilation The other ones belched the shit predicting eternal life But the harvest gathered was partook by everyone Days, years, and centuries have been forgotten All the shed blood has left no traces Brutalization of life Mocking of every creature Only to tickle crusty body To feel breath between ribs To bend until tendons are torn Although nothing is confirmed; only fucking excoriation Oh, if only I was heard After all, I warned them with my bleeding throat Tried to protect and keep them safe Berating air with no reason named, as everyone has ever thought Even though the efforts have no sense Because I do not really exist, neither do you or anything at all!