The darkness descends
like a curtain at the end-
and god damns the hour
enough to turn mother's milk sour.
babies cry
and people die
and day comes again-
the sun brings the flames.
At night the soul burns blue
in black darkness true
do not deny the brutal end
when his immortal darkness descends-
and you pray to god in vain
if he exists, he's insane
look at the world you call home
each mother's child dies alone-
and the tailor fits your suit
as you get old and die in youth
I can claim no greater truth
than he hates each and every one of you.
As you sing your mortal song
you couldn't be more wrong
but I must lay me down instead
comfortable in my bed-
till I'm at the end, the total sum
is when the darkness comes.
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