Whats the porpuse of it all And where does it come from Particles in the air Moving without pattern Theres need to put Order in chaos Aware of Inevitable death We are antimatter And existential dread The best for uswouldve been If we were not born at all We are unworthy Of the gift of life We made hell Out of paradise Despise and reject Humanity in this form Causing only Contempt and scorn Aware of Inevitable death We are antimatter And existential dread There are no answers For questions There is no understanding For cosmic measures As you were The human animal There was no goal in life As you evolved from the son of man You need meaning A reason to be alive Keep seeking for the answers Or believing the lies.
antimatter, existential, inevitable, aware, dread