[Lyric] The Discarded (Soliloquium)

As waste are the unworthy, the dregs of life
The defect, the defiant, the unwilling
A crumbling life equation
Consistently endorsed by fingers crossed

Frustration and contempt, a bitter pastime
Deemed unbecoming by pitiful design

Our search of peace is but a burden
Monetized, stigmatized, conformed
Succumb to the frustration
Of a material pursuit that was never ours

We are misplaced in life
Far from the favoured circles
Left to wander, no signs of relief
Meanwhile the shadows grew vast

We sing the song of the discarded
We sing the song of the discarded ones
Lacrimose sleep yields no resolutions
Dulled ambitions of the sufferer
Constructing thoughts in vain
The escapist's maze of mind
Cannot defeat the shackles of reality