1. DISTORTED MIND

A quest of the mind
An scope from the world
Adrift... Home?
A life... Forgotten...

Joken by the emptiness
Drown into the fog
Steering without direction
An empty vessel

Surrounded by stupidity, ignorance and worse
The fury no longer serene...
Avoiding your life by clouding your mind
Distractions the most useful activity
Distorted mind
Distorted reality
Justification aver the lock of change
Can this be called salvation?

Is a very state of mind
And death the absence of life
Is the fog the only alternative?

Angst over yesterday
Avoiding today
Fearing what will come tomorrow

When will I wake up from my slumber?

I still dream of living again
Was my endeavour too optimistic?
Will I ever reach my goal?

Is there a way out from this labyrinth of the mind?
Will I ever find the path?
Did I find peace beyond the light?


2. THE CURSE OF EVOLUTION

What's the point in searching for a life that cannot be?
Can anyone experience the happines?
A life of thinking
Would it do any good?
Or would I still be struggling with the same questions?
Am I ignorant?
If so, where is the bliss?
A life without thinking or a life without living
Exhaustive options in a modern life?
A life without thinking or a life without living
Intelligence leading to stupidity
How do you keep a mind from wondering?
How do you keep a mind from wondering?
Questions above all men

Answers an illusion. The curse of evolution.

I wish that I could turn back time
And live a million years ago
For surely we were better off
Before we started thinking...


3. SKETCHES OF REALITY

Sketches of reality...
Never matching the original
Fill in the blanks by guessing its content
Incomplete, imperfect, fallible and flowed
Words are not enough to describe the image,
To deliver the message
When the building stones are crackling
And the walls are falling down
How can we even begin to raise a monument?
Aven dream of building a palace?
What road can be found using empty maps?
What truth can be built using broken tools?
What answers can be show by blind guidance?

The images will remain mere sketches
Incomplete depictions of reality
While we try to climb the ladden
With rotting and crumbling steps
Hoping to catch a glimpse of a dream...


4. NO PURPOSE IN LIFE

(Death comes for every man...)

Delusional ants on an overcrowded hill
Struggling on, like the surronding mirroring ghosts
Runing in circles
Confined by the patterns
But who is to judge a change of direction?
We're all actors... but no one is watching our
Performance...
No salvation
No notes to be compared ot the end of the road
No damnation
No winner will be crowned,
No champion selected
All honour soon forgotten in the everlasting show
No judgements
All sings of existence... erased

-Am I going to die?
-Yes... How does that make
you feel?
- I feel nothing....
Dont wait up for salvation
Cause there's no purpose in life
No pearly gates on the other side
There's no purpose in life
No how - crowned majesty
To bless you for your sins
To die - to leave this place behind
Means nothing in the end...