Supernova

The greatness
Welcome to the void
The greatness
Welcome to the void
The greatness
Welcome to the void

Woke up today to a world in destruction
Heart ripped apart, no map or instruction
Drained of all reason, devoid of all empathy
Now all I want is to watch you bleed like me (like me)
Woke up with a hole in my chest, thinking 'bout you, girl
Thinking 'bout the dead, yeah, I still love 'em too
Look to the skies, but there's no savior in sight
Just the cold hard ground and the endless night

I hate this feeling so fucking much
What triggered this? Why ain't I numb to the touch?
I feel everything in the marrow of my bones
Stretching my soul, I'm eroding, I'm gone (I'm gone)
Often I question why am I like this?
Is it the depression or the bipolar shift? (Or both?)
Feels like everyone understands this pain
Feels like everyone feels just the same

Today I'm a man, but back when I was a child?
Felt so alone, crying soft, meek and mild
Just wanted friends, wanted to play in the Sun
But then came the violence with nowhere to run (nowhere)

Bit by bit, the darkness crept in
Saw so much rage for a frame so thin
So much rage for so young an age
I can't stop thinking where they hide them snakes
I can't stop thinking of our last goodbye
I really pray to meet you again when I die
We all lost in a world built on nothing but lies

(I will never forgive this world for taking what was important to me)
Land of the Sun, we rise early to grind
Fear in the gut, but we leave it behind (where we, the people)
The bus ride to hell, controlling the rage against the state (suffer)
Watch for the snakes, yeah, they lying in wait (where we fucking suffer)
(Where we, work our asses, do not let the oppressor trick you)

It's strange, huh? (Hu hu hu)
It's gonna get worse, just relax, let it brew
All the weight of the ideas you insisted to
Allow it to spread, don't let them get power like those pdfs

All the hopes that I dared to dream in the dark
Gotta cut the cord, gotta miss the mark
Gotta build the road and the tools in order to try
I keep the revolt in my chest until the day that I die
(Because pretty much now the only thing I can do is
Move
Fucking
Forward)

My chest bleeds when, I think of your face
Gave me freedom but I'm condemned to obey

If I'm an atheist, did I block my own way?

Fuck morality, fuck the pillars you claim
I was just running from pain, playing the game
Creating a new name
Developing ways, swiping through essays
Turning my pain to a new kind of array
Where I can change the structure of

Fight, keep fighting