A roar of distant thunder A face filling the sky A sense of fear and wonder Is this the day I'll die? Putrid webs encroach my life The passing time is the root of strife Imminent thoughts, oppressive guilt The ruthlessness of the hours I've spilt Rip me up, feast on me Cast me aside, set me free I hope this is, the day I die I wish for death, from a silent sky Emptiness is filling me I long for something that I can't see Distressed by existence a hollow dark husk I'm hoping for darkness your dawn is my dusk Deeds not done a void I'm in As a nonbeliever I don't even have sin The pointlessness is a point in its own But meaninglessness is all that it's shown Striving for purpose but lacking in faith Robbed of existence all I can do is wait Wait for death I hope this is, the day I die I wish for death, from a silent sky Emptiness is filling me I long for something that I can't see Distressed by existence a hollow dark husk I'm hoping for darkness your dawn is my dusk