Outcast followed by a plague

A trail of misery is left under his name

Hopeless Prisoner of a futile universe

Powerless Alone to confront

The emptiness created from his own self

Until there is nothing left

But frustration and distress

There is

No such thing as a miracle

The conception of luck is a fraud

In despair awaits a savior that will simply never come

Failure and the fear to attain it

Corners the mind into a negative state

Defeatist beaten before the war

Those dreams destroyed by misfortune

The cost of existence upon

Such

Fragile shoulders

Crushed under the weight of guilt

For terrible events who have yet to happen

A simple law of cause and effect

Against the odds

Darkness prevails

The curse victorious once again

A disease so furious through its reign

Disaster

Always

Strikes at the worst time

Forever bound to perish

To be consumed by the void

Until there is nothing left

But frustration and distress

Failure a vicious trap

The sorrow is unbearable

Destiny a fatal wrath

The abandon unavoidable

A simple law of cause and effect

Against the odds

Darkness prevails

The curse victorious until the end

There is no such thing as a miracle

The conception of luck is a fraud