Nothing - Hatecraft

Am I among those who flee?

So damn meek creature

Resigned, quiet born weak

Thus safer hare than thou…

Long grey, pale day

Its decay’s my prey

You can’t go their way

Thus thou shalt suffer…

Billions of stars pouring light

On my face…

Taste of this life

You are not,

You are not aware of that!

You are nonentity

Life’s a fistful of blood

A curse of your cruel god

Watching his faithful scum

They creep away

The infested clay

No matter what they obey

And thus shaft remain in numbers

Billions of hearts pouring sighs

On my trace… Taste of this life…

Are you all,

Are you all aware of that?