Endarkenment (Orchestral Version By Louis Viallet)

As one, we marched alone
Into nauseating neglect (neglect)
Like all good swine, we deserve our feed
Gnawing long at oblivion's sweat

By the end, we'll beg

Take what small comfort there may be left
Seize what you love and damn all the rest
Panem, circenses, credulous descent
A gathering charge into endarkenment

Endarkenment
Endarkenment

Why ask questions now?
We know all we need to know (nothing)
Fuck you if you think I am wrong
The answers I have are all the answers I need

By the end, we'll beg

Take what small comfort there may be left
Seize what you love and damn all the rest
Panem, circenses, credulous descent
A gathering charge into endarkenment

Endarkenment
Endarkenment

No light (ah, ah, ah)
No flame (ah, ah, ah)
No fear (ah, ah, ah)
The demon is real

By the end, we'll beg
For someone to take away the light

Take what small comfort there may be left
Seize what you love and damn all the rest
Panem, circenses, credulous descent
A gathering charge into endarkenment

With no more sunshine, no answers to find
Retreat to dust and all that's sublime
Nothing to reach for, death up from high
Fuck all salvation through their demise

Endarkenment