L'appel Du Vide

The emptiness of the void
Is afforded to those who stand poised
To affirm their hatred for this curse of mankind
The restlessness of eternity divine

Hate for the sake of doctrines perverse
Amnesty spelled out by its lies
Living slaves drawn in by each fucking verse
In godless splendor I shall die

So full of life yet devoid of hope
It's the feeling that I crave the most
Any feeling that you think you can cope
Is dangling from the end of this rope

The call of the void is strongest at night
Difficult to avoid, standing hypnotized
Like a deer caught in the headlights
A drive off these cliffs seems just fine

Above the sky seems a dreary grey
Reminding you of how I look today
Eyes white with signs of decay
You look on me and then you look away
You look away

So full of life yet devoid of hope
It's the feeling that I crave the most
Any feeling that you think you can cope
Is dangling from the end of this rope

It's only in the absence of light
We can truly hear this call sublime
A beckoning from the darkness inside
When finally it comes
What will you decide

The embrace of the void, warm and refined
I can't avoid, beckoning in time
Whatever may come as yet defined
Sure to uphold this penance in mind

It's only in the absence of light
We can truly hear the call sublime
A beckoning from the darkness inside
When it finally comes
What will you decide
It's only in the absence of light
We can truly hear the call sublime
A beckoning from the darkness inside
When it finally comes
What will you decide