Dark Age Devote Yourself To Nothing
"Your world is a liar - it's dying"
While bending to a rusty throne
I feed a beaten creature
Bygone a forgotten dream,
bount to aborted passions
Cant you see? Who's pointing the speachless....
The mirror reflects a mess - and I fear it is me
All decisions are born from tired call
When the lonely screams out these loveless words:
I thought there must be something
But I chose to go
Leaving words unspoken
I devote myself to nothing
Nothing
I chose to choose but nothing
Consequent but empty I
Forgot to speak the truth
Hearing the sirens preaching
Cant you see? I'm pointing to the heartless
This mirror reflects a mess - and I fear it is me...
There is no hope for me
The price of owning myself is too high
And the privilege of a life overdose
speaks to others
