Avarice

We're torn within our existential crisis Where the nihilistic path seems easy to accept I'm sure we are all meant to die Some parts of us will continue Transcending enlightenment requires sacrifice and will Or are we lambs brought to the cosmic slaughter Stoic ways, better days, it all just feels unreal So unreal, so unreal We lost track of all things magical How the hell did we get so cynical Every inch has been explored and nothing left to change Science is the new religion, our mind the only defence It's all so fucking typical Look around and behold It's the rise and fall Of the world they once believed in That has let them down again Who would've ever thought that this will be the end This consciousness, appeals and feels like truth It seems the way to avoid decay And save our aimless youth Save our aimless youth How to believe in something strong Yet invisible to the naked eye Without consequence, no one repents And we all keep living this lie We lost track of all things magical How the hell did we get so cynical Every inch has been explored and nothing left to change Science is the new religion, our mind the only defence It's all so fucking typical Look around and behold It's the rise and fall Of the world they once believed in That has let them down again Who would've ever thought that this will be the end This will be the end Will this be the end of everything? We are lambs brought to the cosmic slaughter Pushed towards mental cancer We are lambs brought to the cosmic slaughter Pushed towards mental cancer Are we meant for nothing, or are we meant for all Are we meant to die or anything at all