'm the one with no soul..

I stare at a world, a world this big..
full of people, things and places to dig
Yet its dry as shit, empty as nothing
fill it up with some life if you are alive
but even you are a dead man walking
Not that i care though
Gods and their people were always slow
good enough to crawl down below
fucked up as shit i might be
But i am still an Ignorant me...
Ignorance is bliss, a big masochist miss
Feeling Sad? Vomit your soul out 
All that i can is just eat you out...
Why? Coz 'm after all is as dead as you
Graves come costly, so i joined the crew
They call it the walking crew
Times flew, graves never took me in though
I still walk, stare and talk, fuck and work
But i aint alive, neither are any of you.
N yet, m' the one with no soul like a very few.