This frustration is mounting,nand my greed is so overbearing.nIt seems as if I’m never satisfiednwith the precious things I possess.nnCould it be that this means nothing?nOr am I worshipping false and empty idols?n[x2]nnI’ve got the Holy Grail,nbut where’s my wine to fill it?nI’ve been blessed with the Midas touch,nnow where are my diamonds?nnI’ve found the Fountain of Youth,nwhich grants eternal life,njust to realize Heaven only welcomes the dead.n[x2]nnDead-end paths to my happiness.nWhat I seek can never be achieved.nThe winged horsed knows a boundary,na mountaintop I cannot reach.nnCould it be each day we fly higher,nI’m plummeting further from my dreams?nnI’ve got the Holy Grail,nbut where’s my wine to fill it?nI’ve been blessed with the Midas touch,nnow where are my diamonds?nnI’ve found the Fountain of Youth,nwhich grants eternal life,njust to realize Heaven only welcomes the dead.n[x2]nnAll I ever wanted was more,neven if it meant exploiting you.nYou just served as transportationnto my forbidden destination;nto the lands inhabited by the Gods.nnTo whoever finds this note,nI’m only writing to relate my disgustnfor the whole of humanity,nincluding me.nAll hope is lost…n[x6]