The End Designed - Miseration

From earth to dust they were born

Unaware of the knowledge around

Evolving minds since the creation

Walking the path to meet their destiny

Paralysed in deepest fear

The reapers scythe is drawing near

The hour of death has arrived

Departed from humanity

They have eaten the frails of insanity

The black unfold like the curtains on stage

Eyes open knowing good and evil

Delusions of hope fading away

Banned into an endless journey

Finding comfort in a distant past

A roaming spirit forever lost

In great pain in sorrow

Cursed to be left behind

Unseen darkness it’s coming near

The mystery of life now unfolding

From dust taken into dust they will return

Their roaming spirits forever lost