We can't escape the cruel, cruel world,
Jesus may have died for our sins,
But we are still punished.
We can hid no-where,
Bad news follows us like a putrid smell.

We are already dead,
Lost all dignity and self respect,
Feeling is a rare and ineffective.
There is no cure,
We have to live life as it comes.

We aren't going anywhere,
Our feet are set in stone.
There is no point,
The struggle is useless.
As we stand on tired limbs,
Watching life pass by,
All we can do is hope!