Calligram - Scourge

I've no idea – what's waiting for me
What will happen when this all ends?
It came like a deadly deceiver
Dived into my rotten well

The truth is that everyone is bored
And devotes themselves to cultivating
Habits to compensate
The apathy of consciousness

Legacy, dust and flies
Heritage for being a lie

Legacy, dust and flies
Heritage for being a lie

After me comes the flood
Carry me through the mud
Draw lines of misery
Show me the empty things
The canvas of my soul Inject my veins with rain
You came silently, plague
You showed me everything

Your laws, your thoughts,
Your love, your beliefs
Have been corrupted
By my hand,
I'm death, and life,
You'll dance with me,
Nothing shall stop
Our trance this night

I'm the last breath you exhale
And the curse you inhaled
I'm the hole you tried to hide
Your name is mine, and always will be

And never have I in my whole life felt so close and at the same time so detached from myself and yet so present in the world.
Yet so worthless