Lying on the sofa, dreaming, watching the empty street
Watching as if there were something to watch...
The sky is blue, yet unlike any other dusk
Light fades beyond the trees, as color to gray

My heart is inspired as dreams drift through my thoughts
And seem possible, in that impossible sort of way
Yet pain concealed stuns me, agony from within
Life seems so unreal...

Purpose evades my grip, and taunts my intelligence
Lack of importance is a fate set in stone
If I am some pawn in "God's" game,
Then what is this pain?

Tis a test perhaps, to see how much I can handle
Preparation for the eternal war...
Mental callus to make me less mortal
And rise to a knight divine...

As my mind drifts and my vision wanders
Reality seems hopeless...
An endless track in which generations jog
Over and over without realization...

A drop of water falls from the sky
With a splash on the ground...
Millions of beings dwell in the single drop
Without purpose, what's the point?

To live and to die, without recognition
You have many friends, but in the end
What is the relevance? No one knows you
In the end...