This silent smile, this hollow gaze
This awful humanity, which we praise
This forlorn soul, this broken heart
The condemned creation of which we're a part
This angry look, this clenched fist
An obscured divine, with myth or mist
These shattered dreams, these forgotten hopes
This ever quest, for the gallows' ropes
This gluttony, this need to crave
Give me death, or a silent grave
This soil, this earth from which we come
This dust of the ages undone
This vision, this life for some
All for nothing till the kingdom come.