In this world we've learned to hate

I wonder what the point is

If you can't grasp what you fear

When everything's empty inside

You lose what makes you human

Because we're to blind to reach for sky

You think you know what best

But if that's true why are you falling

When the light comes will you remember where you're from?

When this world shakes apart

And that's good is dead

Will you stop and think how you lived?

If those who care are gone

Will you be able to move on?

Would it even matter?