I've done a lot, God knows I've tried.
To find the truth, I've even lied.
But all I know, is down inside I'm bleeding.
And super heroes come to feast.
To taste the flesh not yet deceased.
And all I know Is still the beast is feeding.
And crawling on the planet's face.
Some insects called the human race.
Lost in time, and lost in space and meaning.
Meaning.