Skitliv Hollow Devotion
In the 1569 eyes that I see through
The real intention comes alive
So hopelessly lost in hopes all of you
I wish you all could see what I see
This world is empty as empathy
With eyes like poisoned snakes
I burn at the core of redemption
Like sick animals I'll put you to sleep
And see that this world is nothing
Incineration as healing
A wound of ecstasy
The hand that caresses
By death I give life
To enjoy everything
Enjoy nothing
To know everything
Know nothing
To own everything
Own nothing
To be everything
Be nothing
I am the Breath of Go
