The coming void is always screaming Begging me with hands of outstretched agony The promise of oblivion Day by day fucking me to sleep I welcome it with tired eyes
The black noise is paler than the white Is safer than the light that burns The light that taunts us From a cold distant life That I'll never ever have
The mirror breaks my skin A crimson flower is blossoming like a bloated corpse
The promise of oblivion Day by day fucking me to sleep I welcome it with tired eyes