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mizmor - wit's end lyrics

[intro]
ingrates of truth:
you depend on its utility, you revel in its luxury
and yet you spit in its face and deny it, like i do god
your stupidity is blatant, your ignorance astounding
sometimes i question if this truth is even worth knowing
trudging. dragging. crawling. weighing. sleeping. slogging
on and on
for how long?
i′m so tired. so very tired
my nights are filled with tension, my days are a burning itch
i worked so hard and for so long to come to a place where facts
evidence, and science matter and inform chiefly
only to be met with the reality of a time and people that oppose and have damaged that entire idea
i have not words, but a chest of feelings
heavy as the earth hanging ’round my neck
it eats away my bones, eroding my posture, as ι slowly implode
warring with its girth, gravity reshapes me
bent by its weight, i muster this utterance
disbelief. befuddlement
head scratched into oblivion
constant concern, like water torture, drips incessantly
sometimes i question if this truth is even worth knowing

[verse 1]
futile slaves of entropy, toiling with its might
impassioned enthrallment with delusions of grandeur
ingrates of wisdom, spitting in its face
[verse 2]
annihilation is the law, disorder is our destiny
consciousness is not exempt and will undo itself one day
self+destruction is inherent, and this is the great filter

- mizmor lyrics

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