Bodies floating down the stream
Piling up at the shallows
Marbling the slow current with rotting blood
Inescapable failures that tried
To grasp for something more
The journey against the flux is long and perilous

Idealist folly and a messiah complex are not enough
Do not venture here trying to prove something
With your head held high and eyes brighter than fire
You fear death but even more you are dreading life

Past the rapids and the carcasses
Pierced and held by jagged stones

Faces twisted in unholy grins
The roots of the river are drawing near

To reach the beyond simply courting death is not enough
You must face it and join the victorious dead

For you I am the dead end, the great lie and pointless death

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