Awake (Mankind Is Obsolete)

Is this all there is? There’s nothing to see A world that asks so much But leaves me worse than empty Is hope still alive In this endless parade? There must be something pure To fill the lonely void of this charade Wake up, Stop pretending This day’s beginning in ending No more blank illusions Your dark dream, Throw it away, A way for survival New day, Bright arrival Take back all that you gave up