...and apathy became a grim keyless pick
where nor darkness nor daylight satisfy
and only their short marriage brings you to a real life

apathy for what could has been
utopia's apathy for deathless beings
nor mana nor ambrosy heals my restless thirst

apathy of which is now
a constant human apathy growing constantly
(so) why am i still blind to all signs?
if i feel them in that void, beyond thruth, beyond knowledge?

apathy of which is now
a machinal apathy of an execrable human machine
following anything
maybe those marks on the sand
those leading us to a chasm

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