Conundrum

The people writhing, writhing to sounds incomprehensible to me
Their intoxicated mating rituals result in promiscuity
I watch from the darkest reaches of my hollow shell
How they postpone thinking of their own demise so well

Death must be only the hardest lil' condundrum
We will ever be against
Don't you see?
I see.
Death must be only the greatest ol' adventure
We will ever face
So why can't you see?
The eyes see

Bodies without eyes/with blank stares unnerve them for whatever reason
I suppose it would remind them of what we all have in store

Death must be only the hardest lil' condundrum
We will ever be against
Don't you see?
I see
(I do believe I'm tipsy!)
Death must be only the greatest ol' adventure
We will ever face
Oh why can't you see?
The eyes see
The eyes see the truth