I am sick of this stupid world

Trick:
We try to lead our normal lifes
just like the end is not comming
but the time became an enemy
then you're tired, old, scared, alienated
lying in a bed, coughing, cursing, languishing

Epiphany:
God!Hear my voice!Take me as your son!
Makes me wiser! Give me comprehension!

Silence...
Turbulent silence...

Just the bass of my heart
Just the yell of my veins

I see no father down here
I am alone. I am by my own
It's just like a movie, when the hero dies at the ending
It entertains

Special:
Lighting comes from everywhere
The heat is burning my soul
The pressure blows up my eardrum
I am a dust of a star
I am finaly free