Everything Is Meant To Kill Us

La pénombre cogne à ta porte…elle obstrue ton entrée…complètement contrit,…afin de bannir sa bienveillance…la tromperie est incarnée…par ton incertitude logique…Elle se couche au seuil de ta porte…en attente de cette confusion.

The eve it comes knocking…it darkens your doorway…how contrite of you…to banish its benevolence…the trickery is emboldened…by your logical uncertainty…and lies across your doorjamb…waiting for that confusion.

To succumb to lonely despair
Devour.

You may as well stop breathin'
Washed up pointless
Seems without purpose
Renders you senseless.

Head sullen, taken cover
Some shit will never accomplish it
Rollin' plunder, damned to smother
Fooled for ages as it's meant to be.

Everything is meant to kill us
No matter, you never want to know
No, you never want to know
Everything is meant to kill us.

Lorsque le visiteur se présente sans invitation, et qu'il démontre une fortitude égale, et que seul par la force absolue de celui qui désir exister…pourrais-tu éplucher les couches…d'inquiétudes et de reproches… cette glissade sans fin…pour se sauver de cette falaise éternelle.

When this unwelcomed guest…shows fortitude matched…only by invigorating resolve…of one who desires to exist…can you strip away the layers…of concern and reproach…that long drawn out slide…from a negative slope.

Or will you ascend to a positive peak
Devour.

The servings are generous
Leave the gristle intact
Many pick off of the remnants
We care less of ourselves.

Measured up, weighted down
The mission rides in with agony.

Love to hate, infant to elder
Still introduced to some kinda cancer.

The signs mask a penny's worth
Marrow tastes like rotten fruit
From the same bowls that poison us
Distrust is a heavy plate to face
So easy to darkness
Remorseful weariness leads to
Days behind this very day.

And it happens quick
The end befalls the hypnotized ones
The pull is omnipresent
Strength had long been diminished
Humility blends with lucidity
Encourages the cattle to devour
Devour.

Everything is meant to kill us
No matter, you never want to know
No, you never want to know
Everything is meant to kill us.