Black Clouds Gather - Compos Mentis

Black clouds gather

Small drops are born and whirled down

They splash against the cold ground

Perplexed and ignorant of what to come

Engulfed by a stream and carried away by the current

All attempts to get away are in vain

And the stream just keeps going, keeps growing

A chaotic ride in the torrent of life

The moment we are born we begin to die

Mortal souls longing for salvation

A carnival of mindless and blind forms the world

Lying, drying, dying

Crushing against sharp rocks the drops are shattered

And cast up in the blue sky

Struck by rays of light they evaporate and disappear

Nothing ever changes

Small drops drown among millions of others

In their search for an explanation

Thousands of archaic lies disguised as solutions

Save from absurdity

Searching for meaning

Striving for innocence

Following the prescribed

The only thing that gives strength

The moment we are born we begin to die

Mortal souls yearning for salvation

A carnival of mindless and blind forms the world

Lying, drying, dying

Black clouds gather…