More of Nothing

I'm on my way
Into the darkest of all times
I lead the way without a soul
Out of my mind

Now here we are
Off to see the dead
The road is glorified, volatile
Meant for none to tread

There is more of nothing
Where the buried died
From overdoses
Of the Devil's wine
We search for something
We'll never find
Temperance of the soul
Forbearance of the mind

I'll find the way
Out of the void, out of the wild
No more to take, no more to gain
A world defiled

The echo cries
Drowning out itself
It's a perpetual ritual
Coming to an end

There is more of nothing
Where the buried died
From overdoses
Of the Devil's wine
We search for something
We'll never find
Temperance of the soul
Forbearance of the mind



Credits
Writer(s): Mads Lilletvedt, Iversen Olav, Tony Vetaas
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