We are all psychotic episodes waiting to happen
Mindless zombies swimming in the world’s waste
Life has no meaning except rotting corpses and blind beggars
Abandoned children, wards of the mindless state

No one cries for us, no one cares
Like autistic children lost in our own world
Rocking ourselves for little comfort
Flickering hands are our only friends

Making up our own existence
Occupying space until we die
Entertaining ourselves with useless chatter
So we don’t have to realize we don’t count

Old Solomon was right w hen he wrote the words
Everything is meaningless
Life has no meaning, we have no purpose
We just are and we are alone