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I couldn't make them love me

I couldn't seem to care

Sometimes this world looks like hell

I want to put them there



I couldn't fit within them

I couldn't without shame

This mass of sheep disgusts me

And everyone's to blame



Sitting on the deck of my ship of dissilusionment

Looking up at the moon's gentle carress

I wish that I could be there and not where I am

Floating discontentment on the sea of flesh



Waving my arms wildly and shouting out my rage

Wondering at the universe's emptiness

Wondering about this existence and how it could be

That oblivion seems better than this sea of flesh



I didn't want to see them

I didn't think I could

Lifeless eyes seeing nothing

Their heads are made of wood



I didn't lose my pity

I didn't stop careing

They simply don't deserve it

So my hatred is glaring



Sitting on the deck of my ship of dissilusionment

Looking up at the moon's gentle carress

I wish that I could be there and not where I am

Floating discontentment on the sea of flesh



Waving my arms wildly and shouting out my rage

Wondering at the universe's emptiness

Wondering about this existence and how it could be

That oblivion seems better than this sea of flesh



The sounds of the dripping is driving me insane

The lack of individuality

The sadness of reality

THe universe ripping, this life taken in vain

But it feels somehow silly

Maybe it's my own vanity



I wasn't always this way

I didn't always hate

But humanity earns it

The hate perpetuates



I wasn't living inside

I didn't see it how

I see the world as empty

The way I see it now



Sitting on the deck of my ship of dissilusionment

Looking up at the moon's gentle carress

I wish that I could be there and not where I am

Floating discontentment on the sea of flesh



Waving my arms wildly and shouting out my rage

Wondering at the universe's emptiness

Wondering about this existence and how it could be

That oblivion seems better than this sea of flesh