Ecclesiastes Lyrics

Oh mortal man woe is to thee

For existence is a misery

Always thirsting to achieve

But no success will grant reprieve

No amount of wealth can slake

That ravens tap that steady ache

Fill the hole empty eternal

Through love romantic or fraternal

Perhaps some power would yet it plug

Or maybe fame will hold the warmest hug

Nay Exploring of the unseen

But then what can all of this data mean

So open your heart to altruistic good

And begin to play the Robin Hood

Alas to help them all one cannot manage

Or fend off those who would take advantage

So next one succumbed to cynicism

And sees the world through murky prism

Which leads to a much deserved respite

Where one can hide from prying light

So down the rabbit hole like Alice

I am dragged beneath the depths of Fermed Chalice

And on these murky depths I then sail

Where hedonistic ego doth yet prevail

So I float on up the Pharaohs Nile

And soak up some narcissistic style

And out of isolation remerge

Surfing on the confidence surge

To take the world by force

For maybe Power will quell that voice

The one that cries out late at night

That keeps you up and from respite

But then amass the mobs shaky favor

And then perpetually live in unsteady waiver

Then forced to use not only love but fear

Keep your allies close but your enemies more near

You then realize the restriction of this yoke

And start to feel the steady choke

Playing pandering slave to the mass

To climb the ladder of social class

Is yet not able to silence the scream

The unceasing question asking what does it mean

Retreat from this self internment

Off to find enlightenment as a hermit

There in Solace I will find

The secret of my existence Mine

Months and years yet do pass by

Not once did your navel escape watchful eye

No stone unturned or dilemma un-wrestled

Yet strangely absent of an answers nestle

Yet sands have passed and wisdom gained

And aging nostalgia bares its pain

For at the feet of Father Time

Is where lays the richest epiphany mine

And the lessons that He has to impart

Strike deep in cut into the heart

That solitude and ivory towers

Aesthetic pleasure and political power

None above can yet fill the pit

Just dig one deeper into it

That no amount of wealth and fame

Can renounce the clutches of death's claim

And with this newfound light to see

One is faced with naught but history

To mourn the loss of loved ones past

Whose spurn'ed love thou hast outcast

In search of some more lofty seat

You cast out your birthright for bite to eat

The lonely embrace of aged regret

Like vinegar for ones lips to wet

And as you slip into healths decline

Your face illuminated by the exit sign

One cannot but hope for some small rope

With which to climb from deaths cruel joke

But only a shroud's warmth to cover thee

And so ends the man and misery