Avarice

We're torn within our existential crisis
Where the nihilistic path seems easy to accept
I'm sure we are all meant to die
Some parts of us will continue

Transcending enlightenment requires sacrifice and will
Or are we lambs brought to the cosmic slaughter
Stoic ways, better days, it all just feels unreal
So unreal, so unreal

We lost track of all things magical
How the hell did we get so cynical
Every inch has been explored and nothing left to change
Science is the new religion, our mind the only defence

It's all so fucking typical
Look around and behold
It's the rise and fall
Of the world they once believed in
That has let them down again
Who would've ever thought that this will be the end

This consciousness, appeals and feels like truth
It seems the way to avoid decay
And save our aimless youth
Save our aimless youth

How to believe in something strong
Yet invisible to the naked eye
Without consequence, no one repents
And we all keep living this lie

We lost track of all things magical
How the hell did we get so cynical
Every inch has been explored and nothing left to change
Science is the new religion, our mind the only defence

It's all so fucking typical
Look around and behold
It's the rise and fall
Of the world they once believed in
That has let them down again
Who would've ever thought that this will be the end

This will be the end
Will this be the end of everything?

We are lambs brought to the cosmic slaughter
Pushed towards mental cancer
We are lambs brought to the cosmic slaughter
Pushed towards mental cancer

Are we meant for nothing, or are we meant for all
Are we meant to die or anything at all