I find this world appalling
As I walk through the valley of decaying populous
Realizing there is no rhyme or reason
And not remembering the changing of seasons
It's clear, I don't belong here!

So as it sits, the wait is overbearing

The shadow of the man begins to approach
Blackening the skies with every step
There is no escape for as it is distant, nothing is unseen

There is no escape!

Those that starve have been waiting
Unable to die, yet begging for it from a dead god

Their bodies mangled from disease
Flesh torn from the bone by the feeding vermin
The time is now. The shadow grows closer
And the man grows stronger
Hate flowing from every fiber
I scream to those around

The message of fate that their god is dead
That they shall suffer eternal
That they are doomed
Minutes of cries give decades of silence
And I am the last to walk!

Barren and forgotten this world is in shambles
And I am the last to walk!