Reach into the void

Touch the heart of darkness

Reach for the light

Feel the hand of god



The uncertainty of my existence

Can be decided by choice of a path I must walk

So, sick monotone culprit

Come on down and we'll talk about it



Bow down to the gods

Or keep on walking further.

On the cusp of our enlightenment we march



With the sun at my back

I take my first step outside shading my thoughts

And perceptions.

Done from the truth I'll never run

Be it the light or the shadow

I walk in hand with all



Born of nothing

My thoughts are unconditional

And I despise the faзade of the original martyr

Deep with the void



Higher

Searching for the light

We leave this world behind



The violent twisting of the fates

The eminent collapse of our current state



Born of nothing

My thoughts are unconditional

And I despise the faзade of the original martyr

Deep with the void



Higher

Searching for the light

We leave this world behind



Bow down to the gods

Or keep on walking further.

On the cusp of our enlightenment we march