The time is never right
Nor are the words
We never fail to hurt what we treasure most
The beginning is lost to the neural noise
The end is downright scared
And everything in between is fucked up beyond repair
That is the way of the baseline primates
That is why nature evokes such hate
Meat that weren't shaped for thinking
Always tries to keep it simple
Always fails by definition
Feels its way to further misses
Time heals nothing
Only sharpens
Nothing equals good
The gratitude is nil
No thing will help you
Of its own free will
And then they say that you should listen to your heart
They simply mean that it could be found sometimes
It could be only found in another's chest
I've found mine and I'm sorry for that
Poisoned shards of broken promise
Lurk like sharks beneath the surface
Every chant of every prophet
Is null and void at any moment
It's late
It's always late
An angry null
And a hungry void
The wound of heart
The supermassive blackest hole
We all are betrayers of ourselves
And we all should be praised exactly for that
We are defined by the things we defy
No rest for the wicked 'till birth of a dancing star
Every chant of every prophet
Is null and void at any moment
Every step we made is slowly
Turning burden to payload