Once I sat down and pondered   About a sense I have wondered   I have searched my deep, inner core   And I said... to think I shall not anymore...      The thought has aged me whole   It ruined body, mind and soul   Oh, thoughtless if I'd been born   Couldn't wail, nor could I've been torn      Fetid thought, spawning curse   I shouldn't invoke thee anymore   Only pain and suffering you brought   The worst disappointment you are      I'd want to live without knowing   In this world or in it's following   Since then, misanthropy   My alibi you should be      And when the grand dark hour falls   I'd be far from mankind's calls   Into the great wide I would dive   Unaware if I am dead or alive!      Once I sat down and pondered   About a sense I have wondered   I have searched my deep, inner core   And I said... to think I shall not anymore...      Fetid thought, spawning curse   I shouldn't invoke thee anymore   Only pain and suffering you brought   The worst disappointment you are