We are the broken people

We are the ragged spirits

Falling together

Hearts filled with nothing

Alas!

Our thoughts dry, when

We stand together

Are sad and empty

As a lone wolf

Or as headlights on a deserted street

In our colorless world

Music without ears, art without senses

Societal pressures, life without meaning

Hearts beating in unison

Growing faint though still

Raging on

Broken smiles in our minds

All hope we had lost

All the trouble we had caused

Meaningless

Just a smear on the glass

That will soon be wiped clean

The voice on the wind

Saying everything will be okay

Has been silenced

This is nothing

This is our destiny

Written in the cracked stone

"Here lies the broken,

The beaten, and the damned."

It was a good run 

But what was it for? 

In the end there is nothing

Not a thing

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

We all fall down

We saw our shadows 

Strolling mindlessly behind us

Realizing that they were us

And we were them

Shapeless and void of color

Wandering this place

No real meaning

We followed along

Carrying our mind

And bodies

Heavy with the weight of

Nothingness

A world that leaves you reeling

From decimated dreams

Your misery and fate

Will kill us all

Paint it black

And take it back

Defiant to the end

We hear the call

To carry on...