In the velocity of my tears, I've been cannibalized
The mindless atrocity of wasted years lost to time
There is a dead anarchist with nothing left to defy
But in the buildings of a city of glass, hope, at last
Even as entropy never fails, our time is now passed
As the remnant messages are endless, be steadfast
An asylum of unknown location, madness inside
For time has no dimensions and a sorrow abides
All time spent is lost, whether as love or cyanide
The abandonment is pain, a certain tomorrow
Beneath cold empty stares of an empty body
I yearn for my emptied soul, and no sorrows
But in all the dimension of vacuum and void
All are frozen, no emotions, for I can't know
Because an end was written, so long long ago
I tear at the straps, I am muzzled in the room
Painted white, colors to lead me to my doom
When I die alone, I will inherit my tomb
To scream silently, quietly waiting again
For I am lone the keeper of the Asylum
I am that, broken and silent, I remain
Alone, I shall be forever damned
Left to be devoured by the insane
But for the fact, I'm forever bound
Bindings once used to bind the mad
For now there are no residents here
Only me
the stream of life, no one but you yourself alone." Friedrich Nietzsche
