Here is the song the damned souls of the world say.
Oh God up there in the sky,
We are doomed.
Damn this life and its meaning,
& I don’t see any sun.
Life’s been hurting,
Ever since it began,
I’m done with it and its pain,
Hope now spells itself hell.
It seems like I’m crying,
For bitter and cruel is its taste,
Trust is gone with unanswered questions,
Too late it’s been for rain.
Was the world cold before,
Or it happened since I came.
I know the taste of losing sense,
What has happened, what begun.
We are losing souls by the day,
They don’t bear these cold nights.
For we cry out too loud,
And the dead silence does
Pry deep into our lives.
All said and nothing done,
A man was never known so.
You ask us to love you,
Where does yours go.
Questions pop up out of surface,
If you have got other plans.
Tell us if you always seek attention,
Or it just happens so.
You are the cruel thing,
We are your bitter fun.
Poked and pried by you for none,
You seek attention, maybe it gets you high,
The chiming bells and the help asking cries.
You like your pride and the begging prayers,
You hurt them because they aren’t near.
All this drama is painful and insane.
For your angels and demons,
Damn your heaven and hell.
Burn them holy books,
Raze your homes to the ground.
We’ve killed each other always,
Instead of killing you.
This blind hatred which runs amok in our hearts,
Blessed the world would be if we didn’t have a heart.