The Void Awaits

Aimless wandering through lonesome fields
Once called home
Built on burning ashes of those who walked before me
Deceived by great treasure
We'll all meet our fate
When we least expect

The end soon calling
Sorrowful demise
I lay down my arms and embrace the void
Tormented by senseless existence
The birth of the final cessation
In the grail of purpose I drown
Writing my never ending epilogue

Miscarriage of unfruitful perfection
I leave nothing but the promise of a better life
My sins, my wrongings, my hatred
Left me cold and longing to die
Take my hand
Step into the void
As it awaits

The end now calls for
Sorrowful demise
Let's lay down our arms and embrace the void
Tormented by senseless existence
It's the birth of the final cessation

The void awaits our befoul-ed souls



Credits
Writer(s): Bavo Mispelaere
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