Everyday we find our ways through our lives
trudging and treading through the muck
of the world to find our ways
through our lives.
Everyday we try to find a way to survive,
to keep our sanities in this world of
absolute garbage and agony,
but failing unless we are granted
by the swift and early death.
Everday we try to deal with the pain and the hate
this world has to offer,
for more than that it has not to offer,
all our lives in the hands of the devil,
for that is all there is - sin without remorse.