Tip the contents of the world

Half-heartedly onto the floor

Everbody's nothing, no more

Cold frustrated eyes are watching

Hoards of evil thoughts and whispers

Abstract, full of solid fears

Open up your eyes, realise

Something is very wrong

Timeless efforts done and dusted

Holy orders wont save you now

Empty wishes tear me open

Overhead they watch me scream

Rolling in the guilt and shame

Yearning for the never ending.

All the first letters disturbingly sane.