This is your life and its ending day by day Too consumed to see it ever near, near... Always on, but always off, your mind becomes a void Devouring time to seek a path, a choice must be made Without options to choose, now drained of ambition Feeling born to lose, born to lose... sacred nothing... Endless past of the lostlessness Ever circling, endless maze Leading to the center of nowhere Too consumed to see it ever near, ever near Ambition draining, are you born to lose? Born to lose... sacred nothing... Endless path of the lostlessness Ever circling, endless maze Nothing sacred, but all is real Ambition drained now born to lose Nothing is sacred, lost in a sea of madness Endless path of the lostlessness Ever circling, endless maze Nothing sacred, but all is real Ambition drained now born to lose
lostlessness, lose, ambition, endless, sacred