The Void (Texas in July)

Is this the end? It's what I've asked for I brought this on myself this time Kryptonite scars up and down my body Wishing for hope, for redemption, for mercy Expecting everything and getting nothing I REACH OUT for a helping hand, but ALL I FEEL is the cold, lifeless air NOW I SEE that there's nothing there Buried beneath my misery, when I'm dead and gone remember me. I hold the keys to release my safety My compass pointed in the right direction I just wish the map I had an X for the end Not for the treasure that doesn't exist As the sun shines no longer And the wind stops caressing my shoulder I reflect on my expired youth As the rest of me decays with the roots I reach out with a helping hand, but All I feel is cold, lifeless air Now I see there's nothing there Buried beneath my misery The seasons change infinitely As I rot expecting divinity I REACH OUT for a helping hand, but ALL I FEEL is the cold lifeless air NOW I SEE that there's nothing there Buried beneath my misery, when I'm dead and gone remember me.