north pole south pole (netherworld)

There's no life beyond the arctic circles A meaningless vacuum of memory Little grey goldfish, content in a shallow bowl Unbecoming of humanity I am deaf to all, save the astral whispers Of the sun, the moon, and the bodies in between I will not recognize an intermediate I will not recognize purgatory There's no sense in your shapeless words, your greying verbs What's the point of a life without conviction You're a lukewarm harangue, a loveless lullaby Prove to me that you're more than a waste of skin, make the choice to live or die I often judge that I'm less than worthy of the consciousness assigned to me Yet I lash out with the white hot tears of porcelain fury Tell me what you'd like from me, be it white hot tears or apathy Heaven's heralds, flames infernal, I'd like no more than a reaction I am deaf to all, save the astral whispers Of the sun, the moon, and the bodies in between I will not recognize an intermediate I will not recognize purgatory There's no life beyond the arctic circles A meaningless vacuum of memory Little grey goldfish, content in a shallow bowl Anti-paradigm, unbecoming of humanity Little grey goldfish, content in a shallow bowl Unbecoming of humanity Little grey goldfish, content in a shallow Unbecoming of humanity I am deaf to all, save the astral whispers Of the sun, the moon, and the bodies in between I will not recognize an intermediate I will not recognize purgatory There's no life beyond the arctic circles A meaningless vacuum of memory Little grey goldfish, content in a shallow bowl Anti-paradigm, unbecoming of humanity --- north pole south pole (netherworld) - acarthrythcy