Hope drives men to madness

Creating and destructing their world

Sense is not an option

Because they believe there isn't one

Beguiled and disillusioned is their fate

No god can demanded them to obey

Their faith is too deep to change course

Onward to the desert of broken dreams

Where lines will be broken to conquer their obstacle

Satisfaction is an oasis in the sand as they drive towards their goal

Their heart beats until the end of time for death is no excuses

Devouring their ego to become stronger, but they flaunt it to the world

Burning in self misery do they only desire to see her face again

Shall they become immortal.