The Day of Dread

Lyrics

There's always alcohol at the bottom of every barrel, at the end of every road Falling down into despair that there is absolutely nothing to live for, alcohol offers itself to change your mind At least somewhat for a little while Or just the thought that maybe the false euphoria can immerse your senses again, like it has before, in a better day I'm glad the sun is not stretching through, the rain clouds The morning was wet The night was a disaster Like all the things I didn't feel The day was a disaster Like all the days without meaningful errands I don't want any place to go I can't lift my mind to direct my body Oh, shout and jump for joy While you can The dismal end waits for everyone Ride those long trains to misfortune to be with the happy people Delusions, all spiked up endorphins Then the sad look of what might have been, what was expected to be Scribe of nowhere Prognosticator of dreary want Directionless Throbbing instinct of base level survival How could anyone have known The loss of what was never found The objects of history Hung from a cloud Rapture where are you Alive in the grey dawn Like a spook come to haunt Oh bloody heart Unable to love The choice of no choice Come batter my footing Glory to those who endure and say nothing Glory to the empty mind and heavy soul All the earthquakes of the past only repositioned the ground we don't walk on Wherefore health Why must I have it in a world gone blind Blind to my eye Call my name you crowd You only think I'm there Writings of the forlorn Lover of the death in life Uncovering the sinister shaded Lay down in loneliness To think there might have been another soul like me Deluded dynasty Running in a rounded room He can leave and return All is the same Or is it Ye dogs of daylight Running with the wind Empty allies where no one goes They know they won't return All smiles at midday whatever for It's the worst day ever because it's the last day Oh yes, but a high point of tragedy A debacle Did you think there was hope Sorry for stupidity I'll try harder to understand this death in life The rapid deteriorations still take me by surprise I should know I don't like the quiet I don't like the hectic the day was disastrous I've seen it coming Ashamed that the wanderer called and I went running Running to the only outcome transfixed by some expectation I could say it wasn't cerebral But it's meaningless Nothing changed Except deeper into wanton despair Nice to be home Oh yeah the trip was great All the fond memories Crashing down to earth Without resolve Marching down the days I feel Yes, I wish I didn't No one knows I don't tell them I scream Quietly I surge without pulse To reach out With cut off arms My melody is scrambled Oh, this should have been a novel Curl up by the light Get transported Instead, the upset I give the upset that no one wants at very best I evoke sorrow Plight of the stay at home All the wars waged Take the gun from my hand Feat of the beast Regurgitated here Bubbling mass of developed cells Call of the wild But I don't heed I can't stand up The accomplishment of nothing Everyone knows it I say it To myself Oh, you think I'm wrong You feel grand Good for you All that's been made by the hand of man He who makes He who gathers materials and assembles Assemble yourself, dear friend Then watch it come apart It only takes an hour, the day of the dread comes upon you Falter not Be strong You don't know anything yet