7. The Soulless

Little thoughtless entities, 
Perpetual enemies, 
Does it mattter when it's all gone, 
You'll never be quite so strong. 

Walk out the door, oh so cold, 
Into a world covered in ash. 
Just remember, we are all souless my friend, 
Stealing from the stolen. 

Oh does it matter when we're not free, 
Is this what we were meant to be? 
Not quite sure what we’ve become, 
As they find themselves deep within. 

Whatever you dream they will become 
Whatever you believe they will steal away 
Playing the like the shadows from behind, 
They follow my from the corner of my eye, 
But how can be sure they’re even there. 

Oh does it matter when we're not free, 
Is this what we were meant to be? 
Not quite sure what I've become, 
As they find themselves deep within. 

I watch them from the corner of my eye, 
Always present, from behind 
I can see them, I know you can't, 
The souls, the shells, the faceless entities. 

Fluttering one by one into the sun, 
Like hollow little fallen angels, 
Never quite all there, 
Looking for a shell to call home. 

Oh does it matter when we're not free, 
Is this what we were meant to be? 
Not quite sure what I've become, 
As they find themselves deeper within. 

I know I was born to die, 
So I keep on getting high, 
I know I was born to die, 
Is this sinking or flying, 
Am I one step away from dying, 
Am I one step away from dying.