What is the point in life,
What is the point to strife,
Love is full of confusing tripe,
Hatred is burning with angry light;
Are we living for life,
Fighting for silver linings kite,
Lusting after primordial pleasure,
Running the race of peculiar;
We die a little every day,
Eaten by life's cruel rays,
The flesh shouts in agony,
For it falls into ancient history;
The soul yearns for freedom,
Unknown life after life,
Unknown life beyond the stars,
Playing in the bloody nebula;
Choosing to stay on life's crest,
Choosing to plunge into death's valley,
Choices ruled by known and unknown,
Life bound minds torn by life and death;
