Dwell - A Lie In Futility

You’ve become a puppet to the meaningless, wandering
but hindered, living with a purpose
that hides what lies behind you
Knots and the strings grip tighter
when you hear of loss
and blame it on knowledge omnipotence
Your mind is wrapping the threads
around your neck, you gasp for air
It's Around your neck, you gasp for air
but at the same time you want to feel the end
Your lungs are full of what death has breathed in you
Taste the soil of your shallow grave
Lose all sense of sight
except for the sight of who you love
Lose all sense of touch
except for the touch of a beating heart
Gain the sense if the world was meaningless
then you'd never know it was