Blindead
Life without meaning
In darkness is born
I can't find a mission
On which to (be) sworn
Without a (single) hope
Or desire for life
I have no vision
And I live in a strife
In this real world
As in dreams
Nothing is quite
What it seems
Life without meaning
In darkness will end
Keeping heart's secret
In my own grave
Without a (single) hope
The soul will fade
Cursed to linger
In reckless hate