The Nothing
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โฑ๏ธ 5:01 duration
๐ ID: 12935205
๐ Lyrics
Behold the nothing cold as winter
And black as night
A bottomless chasm torn asunder
Through the hearts of the damned
A nursery of sorrow
Burrowed into the minds of the nameless
It consumes and breaks everything
An emptiness so prominent becomes the distinction of ones existence
A punishment with no discrimination
Comparable to the snapping of bones
And the tearing of flesh
Conceived
In the lowest circle
It envelops and consumes
All in
Its wake
(The nothing begins to crush)
Grinding bones into dust conform its victims to exhausts of misery
Conducting rape of tortured souls
Suspended on impaling poles
An oceanic mass of limbs in its wake
It twists and necromances
And breaks again and again
Piercing wails through the silence of night
As the children cry and watch all their mothers glow on the spire
The nothing rolls on
Marionettes with twisted black strings
By which they were drug from the depths
Splitting earth this abomination rises high
Through Smokey skies
Erasing the hopes of man eternal nightmare this is where dreams die
Insects black out the sky
And conceal the puppet master behind
These demonstrations of a gods failed promise
To save the souls of man
All order is erased
And the divine
Fall from the sky
Torched by the flames of the nothing
It rains ash teeth and fragments of organic matter
Which does not
Burn unto the hopeless below
Crushed
In to dust through
A grinding typhoon
Of
Endless
Agony and apathy
The condemned are cast onto the banks of the river styx
Where the ferryman is overwhelmed
By the hordes of the dead
Awaiting final passage to the underworld below
The final destination
For all the souls of mankind
A towering pile of ash and rock
Remnants of the Elysian Fields
The garden of eve
Is swallowed by the sun
And raised to the ground as a monument to the lord of cinder
Even through death torment is inescapable
The perpetual cycle
Of suffering and contempt rolls on
To forever mock the faithful
The
Perpetual
Cycle
Of suffering and the
Malicious
Contempt
Rolls
On
The pearly gates are unhinged
And cast into the lakes of fire
As the seven trumpets of Gabrielle sustain a muffled ring
The father of man
Dethroned falls onto trembling knees to bare witness to
The recrucifixion of the son of god
As the banners of Judas are raised
And black as night
A bottomless chasm torn asunder
Through the hearts of the damned
A nursery of sorrow
Burrowed into the minds of the nameless
It consumes and breaks everything
An emptiness so prominent becomes the distinction of ones existence
A punishment with no discrimination
Comparable to the snapping of bones
And the tearing of flesh
Conceived
In the lowest circle
It envelops and consumes
All in
Its wake
(The nothing begins to crush)
Grinding bones into dust conform its victims to exhausts of misery
Conducting rape of tortured souls
Suspended on impaling poles
An oceanic mass of limbs in its wake
It twists and necromances
And breaks again and again
Piercing wails through the silence of night
As the children cry and watch all their mothers glow on the spire
The nothing rolls on
Marionettes with twisted black strings
By which they were drug from the depths
Splitting earth this abomination rises high
Through Smokey skies
Erasing the hopes of man eternal nightmare this is where dreams die
Insects black out the sky
And conceal the puppet master behind
These demonstrations of a gods failed promise
To save the souls of man
All order is erased
And the divine
Fall from the sky
Torched by the flames of the nothing
It rains ash teeth and fragments of organic matter
Which does not
Burn unto the hopeless below
Crushed
In to dust through
A grinding typhoon
Of
Endless
Agony and apathy
The condemned are cast onto the banks of the river styx
Where the ferryman is overwhelmed
By the hordes of the dead
Awaiting final passage to the underworld below
The final destination
For all the souls of mankind
A towering pile of ash and rock
Remnants of the Elysian Fields
The garden of eve
Is swallowed by the sun
And raised to the ground as a monument to the lord of cinder
Even through death torment is inescapable
The perpetual cycle
Of suffering and contempt rolls on
To forever mock the faithful
The
Perpetual
Cycle
Of suffering and the
Malicious
Contempt
Rolls
On
The pearly gates are unhinged
And cast into the lakes of fire
As the seven trumpets of Gabrielle sustain a muffled ring
The father of man
Dethroned falls onto trembling knees to bare witness to
The recrucifixion of the son of god
As the banners of Judas are raised