Through the empty desert I walk,
stop, stop this noise, you are one to talk!
Am I going crazy or dead drop lazy?
Damn, it’s all so f’cking hazy.
I dig this trip of numbness,
ha, can’t feel no pain, yeah!
Now I’ve got the magic recipe,
to put myself to sleep.
Yet, I cannot help but feel,
this dirt cheap dusty road,
leading to the desert,
with no one to follow, alone.
On this empty road,
even the shadows burn,
until nothing’s left,
and I crack open,
for all the sand to see.
Ahhh, a sight to behold,
there amidst the forgotten kingdom of old,
where all truth comes to an end,
withering away for eons.
And when all is done and gone,
swallowed by the great void,
the unending silence will roar out,
the spark of existence yet again.
As it was, as it is, as it will be.
