The Narrowing Way Lyrics

The vulnerable universe
Strikes a human chord -
Resound. Relate. Create.

I sat at the table of suicide,
Was served the ashen bread,
Starvation spread on silver platter,
I decided on hunger instead.
Again I built a massive cairn,
A sempiternal warning,

And resumed my toilsome trek
Through the narrowing wasteland.
Remaining on that dizzying crest
Is the only valid choice.
Daily revolt - breath in my lungs.
Absurdity is pain and beauty,

Its vise obliges me to make,
Harnessing its energy
To give the void its colors.
There is not truth but truths.
Meaning is self-imposed,
And life implores me to ascribe,
Or else be trampled underneath.