Lyrical Abortions Pt.4

These lyrics were cool, dunno what style of music they would fit as they're not written with sort of rhythms demanded by metal and they're not written in the kind of pseudo Romantic-era English as my gothic doom metal lyrics. Also, it's the first time I've written lyrics with the use of a sample in mind right from the start. No title in mind yet but here they are:

I’m standing on the brink

Looking down

Into a meaningless zero

Colossal, jagged

And infinitely cruel

An absurd joke

That no one understands

But I laugh anyway

Because it’s all I can do

When we talk, I only hear screams

That pierce my soul

Shrill and excruciating

We don’t really care

As all we’ve built

Collapses all around us

Don’t even notice

As we crumble

A new zenith

The great age of the random

No plans or hope

Such things have no use

(In this brave new world)

When we touch it sears

Bathed in the red glow

Of a titanic, malevolent sun

And in the stagnant pool

Of this collective apathy,

Amid the gleaming, soulless chrome

Of the modern world,

I scream my tortured heart

Into the wasteland

Vomit my broken soul

Into the hot winds…

… But no answer comes…

… I am alone…

(Patrick Bateman sample as music fades out: “My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone… In fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others… I want no one to escape…”)