There's a shadow standing under a tree.

"I don't feel. Please, set me free!"

A world illuminates a clouded sky.

It's backwards. Alive, and he can't see why.

Creatures slither, creatures eat

A creature gets eaten or a creature sleeps.

It seems a minefield of hidden deceit.

"I don't know why, but a creature repeats.

Everything's Hollow:

Nothing means anything, there is no joy - only idiots sing."

His eyes used to glow, but now they're dead

Like black holes sunken into his head.

"But I'm gonna care as much as I can,

for this short time left that I have as a man.

To know what kind of fool the world enthralls.

Waiting for the light while the darkness falls."

There's a shadow standing under a tree.

"One more step, and then I'll see nothing more of the things that

suffocate me. The swarm is silent, I can finally unbend.

I feel nothing, not even at the end.

If heaven's on earth then may hell ascend."

There's a shadow hanging under a tree

And a rope is a tool to set one free.