The things you crave they draw you near, Desires reason remains unclear But still you crawl on weathered hands, Dragging down your fellow man A poisoned heart to gain the prize, The cold embrace of our slow demise So carry on you nameless fool, The hole you dig it waits for you
But still you crawl on weathered hands, Dragging down your fellow man So carry on you nameless fool, The hole you dig it waits for you
Searching for something more, no joy from an empty crown You can travel every road but they'll always lead you down
And all those things you hold, they keep you occupied Possessions weigh us down until the day we die
So cast your weary gaze upon the setting sun And let that fading light reveal what you become
The things that matter most at times will be unclear Take note of who you are, instead of what you fear