This is over Whats the point of trying Knowing that my efforts mean nothing I am sick of all of you Oh what a worthless existence So this is what its come to I've reached my breaking point The trials, the tribulations We are all forgotten Nothing can be done to change The empty fate of man Grasping for any guidance Reaching for reclamation I am malice in the flesh From where I stand now My perception has never been so clear Maybe all I needed was a new perspective Breaking my bones In the name of progress To come up so empty handed I have lost Myself on the way What a dissapointment In reality you'll see that there Is no hope I'm so tired of the empty promises From where I stand now My perception has never been so clear Maybe all I needed was a new perspective Breaking my bones In the name of progress To come up so empty