The killing fields have now gone quiet And you are torn apart by the cold winds What lies ahead behind the reapers grin? A weight too heavy to be carried away
As I step through the black mirror It is just a tiny step towards the chaos Soon devouring cosmos
As earth leaves behind new portals open
Am I trapped forever in this orbit of emptiness? Will I ever assimilate
The more you suffer The more you see The more you give The more you gain The more you burn The more you can take
