Sans Soul lyrics

He lives always in shadows

By other men, he is obscured

His envy is all consuming

The time devoted to his folly

A waste to being's betterment

In the fires of embitterment

A land where there is neither

Rhyme nor reason, unmetered

The voice of men stifled

By that selfish intention

An attempt to overshadow them

Portrayed pathetically so

Never to be great, done

Not to be entrusted, none

Not to be embraced, save a bite

So is the nature of a viper

To lash out with malevolence

Blindly striking, spent so

Without compassion so innate

Not benevolence to lend

A lonely, a meager life led

Lasting far too long, pettish

Only self-wrought gratification

To crawl upon the earth

And have to look up to all

No thanks to find fetid here

In a world of meek minds

Amid the hissing jeers

The finger-pointing sneers

When others see the bluff

They feel dismay to know

The wasted moments, hours

Discarded so wastefully

At the irrational insistence of

This reptilian demagogue

That creeps to his burrow

Where he can feel less lost

Less neglected, a victim

A dubious world, sans soul

• Artist:Ww Ww