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Space between a beating heart, and one last breath
Could only define the time of our existence.
Our souls wonder in our bodies, searching for a purpose
A purpose of which the answer lies in our extinction.
The extinction only becomes when the tool ( our body)
decays and the dimension opens and shows us that the
void was never a void to begin with.
As a matter of fact it is a home.
A home for our restless souls to find purpose that we couldn't find in our body.
When we go through the other dimension we will seek
purpose and find that the answer we have thought to be something so grand
Ends up to be something we didn't want to know
Knowlegde only kills our curiousity once we download the answers to our memories
It burns a whole into our minds
Causing a virus to infect and spread making us not
want to know why we have existence
Why don't we really want to know?
Because the answers are torturing and non remorceful
The answer only sheds fear into our tiny hearts.
We find that there was no purpose at all
We lived day by day with theories and hypothetical questions
Leading us to that point of our dying oasis
No direction, no purpose, mislead by our own mind
with false thoughts of hope
Ending in the words of
"Our Existence Was Meaningless"
Could only define the time of our existence.
Our souls wonder in our bodies, searching for a purpose
A purpose of which the answer lies in our extinction.
The extinction only becomes when the tool ( our body)
decays and the dimension opens and shows us that the
void was never a void to begin with.
As a matter of fact it is a home.
A home for our restless souls to find purpose that we couldn't find in our body.
When we go through the other dimension we will seek
purpose and find that the answer we have thought to be something so grand
Ends up to be something we didn't want to know
Knowlegde only kills our curiousity once we download the answers to our memories
It burns a whole into our minds
Causing a virus to infect and spread making us not
want to know why we have existence
Why don't we really want to know?
Because the answers are torturing and non remorceful
The answer only sheds fear into our tiny hearts.
We find that there was no purpose at all
We lived day by day with theories and hypothetical questions
Leading us to that point of our dying oasis
No direction, no purpose, mislead by our own mind
with false thoughts of hope
Ending in the words of
"Our Existence Was Meaningless"