All of my being is melancholy

All of my being is melancholy
All of my being is melancholy
All of my being is melancholy
All of my being is melancholy
All of my being is melancholy
All of my being is melancholy
All of my being is melancholy

All the worlds heart is black
All of their faces are blank
Everyone is silent but my screams fill the air
All else is insignificant
The world is void
THE WORLD IS VOID i cry in frustration as the words echo round the cave. They circle and only symphony can awaken me from this impending black cradle of living.
The creatures with their emptiess stare at me as i die.