Holding your head up high
Feeling the weight of the sky
Struggling through mortal coil
Then return to the soil
Hope a malicious tool
Invented by religious fools
Who put souls on hold
With no rapture to unfold

Sometimes a void
Floating alone
Traveling space

Fearing the point of death
Will i reach eternal rest?
Are the roses in bloom
Cursed with perpetual time?
Decay comes lonely and swift
But where exactly will we shift
In a void full of countless souls
All divided by space unknown

Sometimes a void
Floating alone
Traveling space

Harrowing inside
My crater
For a ride
Towards the black hole
A new universe unfolds
And maybe a better god