Lyrics to Obsolete

I close my eyes on monochrome grey skies

A backdrop forever soiled with a feeling of futility

Excreta of an empty life where habits breed the Alienating

I foresee nothing but ordinary renunciation

Your eyes open on this gangrenous set

Nothing to kowtow you, but I can already picture us dead

Such assurance emanating from you,

What kills me makes you stronger

Within the opaqueness of my servitude,

My reddest wrath turns colourless

No colour with enough heat to disguise abomination

It’s hanging in the balance, right inside,

Where nothing can appease aversion

Let’s fight our frigid fate with an obsolete optimism

Our eyes close as one on the same picture of defeat