On the Road

all hail the unseen one he who dances in the shadows
bathing in the darkness exuding from the very bowels
of mankind, with such longanimity had he tolerated
this anomie, but now with unimagined malice he prays
for an end to the atrocity known as man

(chorus)
and when the world finally comes to an end,
he'll simply laugh and smile, for he would take such
comfort in knowing there would be no tomorrow, he'd
take such comfort in knowing we will never see another day

Sweet irony has reared itself again, in that the
one who is disgusted with the way mankind has
degenerated wishes for all that is living to suffer

Understand that he is hopeless, he is bitter, and
he is filled with great spite, from witnessing first
hand man's decline, he is simply hopeless, he is
bitter and is filled with great spite

(chorus)

Bidding Farewell to a loathesome world...