The Human Burden

I would climb away from the mind,
 If only life could take the place of its bloody void
 I would shake the skin from my corpse
 If only time could stray away from the jaded noise
 The perfect moment I'd forfeit
 If only the current could flow
 At the rate of a pulse
 Take my head (Take my head off)
 It's too late (Too late to organize it)
 These words in themselves (Of obsession)
 Are my bane (Slaughter of the daylight)
 The foundation
 Presented at the birth
 Falls and withers
 With the still of the earth
 The rotting sound, never will cease
 The crying shape of a sky, memory of peace
 Thoughts forgiven, 'til they return
 Only the blind can follow the path
 Only the deaf can hear the words spoken to them
 So how can I contemplate the riddle?
 The more I think, the more I die
 How can I designate a meaning?
 I long to forfeit the question of "Why?"
 We're all told to question
 But the search is poisoning me
 The colors of the world, they could take hold of me
 The promise of your voice, it could take fear from me
 The release of these words, it could make light for me
 But they have all took their turn, never surrendering to me
 They twist at the smell of hope
 I would climb away from the mind,
 If only life could take the place of its bloody void
 I would shake the skin from my corpse
 If only time could stray away from the jaded noise
 The perfect moment I'd forfeit
 If only the current could flow
 At the rate of a pulse