Cantus Mortis

looking over the discourse of earth
living and dying and back to birth
cycles of dissonance and depression
these filtered feelings and mental regression
the bodies line up along the white wall
falling in line with those about to fall

so we’ll chant
“death! death! death!”
‘cause there is nothing
left! left! left!
we’ll march toward
our final day
God has never been
so far away

pills have raped our bodies of feeling
sex has kept our hearts from healing
what’s the use of this substance abuse
but to numb the soul and tighten the noose
filling the void with prescriptions and pain
yet there is no hope, no life, nothing to gain

so we’ll chant
“death! death! death!”
‘cause there is nothing
left! left! left!
we’ll march toward
our final day
God has never 
been so far away

is this what life means
to walk holes in floors and make filth clean?
the swirls of smoke leave my skin sagged
the only comfort in the form of a body bag
zip it up and shut out the light that isn’t there
faith is dead and so is peace
and i simply do not care

there is no god
no blood no flesh no love
there is no kind of redemption
only dead space up above

so we’ll chant
“death! death! death!”
‘cause there is nothing
left! left! left!
please, God, tell me
you’ve not gone away
that you’ve never left me
You were only misplaced