Pessimist

Verse 1: The fragility of existing Its a mystery we're living So much like glass Just a touch and we break The puzzle of our mind The picture of our soul Built rebuilt over time Till we're dead and we go Everything that is Is of light and darkness For balance makes us And purity breaks us The shape of us Is more than a color A shape a sound a rhythm Its everything we are Verse 2: Why are we Why do we do What's the point If nothing is left to dream for A plain hellscape Vanilla more than ice We scream for a rainbow But all this world seeks to be gray Horrible is the demise that comes When only hell speaks And heaven won't listen And we become silent How can a soulless corpse sing Without a muse. An instrument No reason. No future. No purpose If only meant for dying Religion Will teach you everything But how to love Verse 3: The Great Mystery Religion Will teach you everything But how to love The Great Mystery Religion Will teach you everything But how to love Chorus: Horrible is the demise that comes When only hell speaks And heaven won't listen And we become silent Outro: This great mystery Its taught to us in life With all our questions Dissolving away as memories, in time