His mind cannot accept the existence of this
Years contemplaring and still no theory is sufficient to make him believe in this occurence
The questioning was forgotten in its cradle and now given it is
A blinded mankind with no more hesitation, deaded for its downfall
And there
He is, cast aside
An unfriendly apparition to the throng
Another lifetime of loneliness
Never expericing true companionship
Even among them all, encircled by masses
Just an unfurnate cold body
Wishing for a sympathetic hand to warm his untouched heart
No matters to relate to, no kinship left
This is so hard, yet it feels so right
Take a deep breath