I cannot hear or see your complicated plot
This narrative that you will create
To replace your boring life
You will lie until your heart utterly stinks
Your plans come to naught, your life end in rot
It is you who fails, you who live in hate
You do not love, instead you create strife
And I can only say
From the perspective
Gathered from a distance
Spent behind the veil
You will earn the life you burn
And cast into the ovens
Of eternity
