State Of Persistence

I see your fingers as a sign of indictment Always shifting the blame to the weak Sanctifying your compassion for nothing Your perseverance is disgusting me Pull the trigger... We generate Caught into the state of persistence, our conscience is cabled Through the cold, through the fog, through the time, I'm lost in despair There is an inner voice that is draining and calling, humiliations are feeding it You're blinded by the veil of your ambitions, your existence is worthless Pulling the trigger beneath my jaw, outstretched Burning a bible above your god, unpleasant So my external behaviors may be limited Despite this my own cruelty is not suppressed The sphere of my dreams, illusions, it's so demonic I'm a pawn in this game, separated from myself Endless cycle of same mistakes I glimpse our failure Hey you! realize!, I'm sanctified in time Kill me, I'm alive, stratified in time We're nothing