Wild Songs Of A Soul In Travail

From cradle to the battle ground
From the battle ground to the bier
Look here is what I found
It is all a set up here

What gives is what takes
What is gained is lost
What makes is what breaks
What betrays is what you trust

To be happy is an illusion
Look now we are left with frowns
If we didn't dream of high positions
What would have let us down?

Everything we are made to desire
Everything we keenly chase
Is leading us straight to the fire
That very scary place

As aspiring royals we leave the womb
With ambitions sky high
Unfulfilled we rest in the tomb
In dissatisfaction die

It seems a vain search after all
Yet everybody thirst
The one with and the one without
Everybody quest

But it is crisis everywhere
Over the smallest things
Nothing you can do without tears
Not even the smallest dream

Hate,misery,agony and strife
We hope for that stress-free world
Yet holding tightly to the knife
In insanity feeling unloved

Darkness robs every star
That dares to shine a while
Looking in contempt from afar
From yonder they look and smile

As the pigmy giants rise and fall
Day after day, time after time
Battling against violent tides and all
From sin to sin,from crime to crime

What happiness can you find in a hungry man?
What faith can you have with nothing?
The world only molds an angry man
Who is from yonder seen as rotten

Maybe life will be better if wasn't so hard
But who can question the grand design?
Clinging to nothing I near retard
Patiently waiting for my time