From nowhere to nowhere
We are keeping our way.
From birth to death
We are looking for meaning,
But can not find it.
What is the reason for our appearance?
What is the sense of existence?
Desperate, mankind has created religion
To answer all these questions and to live quietly.
Because a man without own thoughts
Is safe for the holders of power.
Young blood and desire to change everything
Is a real threat for them.
We are made of stars,
Of the elements that are formed there.
Everyone of us - a small universe.
But maybe we are just an accident,
A virus that has spread exponentially?
I think nothing will remain of us,
And we will disappear forever.
We will disappear forever!
They say, depression - a mortal sin.
This means that I secured a place in the hell for me.
But I just think about the essence of being.
A man with thoughts - a man with sadness.
From nowhere to nowhere
We are keeping our way.
From birth to death
We are looking for meaning,
But can't find it.
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