I am a ghost
swallowing the plague
the dust of human wisdom
a severing mass ruined by themselves
Everyday we dwell in our self created hell
I am the void
the fear and the hate
that you create
the ultimate solitude
you're lost in endless pain
and the biting cold in your vein
We are chasing a ghost
that doesn't really exist
we are the plague
that makes us sick and afflict our nature
Landscapes erased, for materialism they would chase
Lost
in a dark forlorn world
the rain peels my eyes
Trapped
in a cold trenched grave
to late to change your opinions
Floating down the rivers of time
we were a test of the ancient gods
What we have built, we have to destroy
and now they see what we have become
I am a ghost
swallowing the plague
the dust of human wisdom
a severing mass ruined by themselves
Everyday we dwell in our self created hell
I am the void
the fear and the hate
that you create
the ultimate solitude
you're lost in endless pain
and the biting cold in your vein
Born again
transcending the dimension
to an indestructible world
Born again
transcending the dimension
promises made and hopefully disabused
