death from life from death

by rain

burn the goddamn sky, baby, we both know

god's the reason why we burn like coal.

there's no point to survival when we are dust and shadows;

we know we're dead on arrival and it no longer matters.

someone gave us life and they be damned

because we're born to die - life's basically programmed.

nothing matters here, there's only social

pressure and it's all too clear we're just too emotional

to survive under a monarchy that wants us dead,

dresses us in life somberly; kills us in grades of red.

because god knows life means nothing

to the broken souls and it's crushing

life from life from life and we die.