Maybe There Is No End

Maybe there's no end to the pain.

We all die in vain.

Melanin after melanin.

Darkness poured into the ground.

A hole too deep and black.

No escape.

Give in now to the madness and the drain.

Born enslaved to grief.

Our one true friend.

No real relief.

The only way out is to hear the BANG,

and you are free.

AT LAST.