Wake of the End

My heart breaks in the wake of the end
The decay of flesh with no time to lend
Years of endless trying
Years of tithing for what’s worthless
With no purpose
Where will I go
When there’s no hope at all
And I am numb to breathing?
I look around at the world
Conflicted by what I see
Everything I lived for
Is failing to birth growth
Spinning to death
I see him wait
With his scythe at his side
Spinning to death
Relief will rise at it kills me
Where will I go
When there’s no hope at all
And I am numb to breathing?
Where do I go when there’s no hope?
Where do we go?
Where do I go when I am numb?
Where do we go?