Dead, you are dead, you don't know that
The spirit has gone, the only divinity
Trapped in a cage that you thought is your life

A coffin remains as your only abode

How many hours

How many nights
How many curses
Nothing is more than nothing at all


Look at what is left
In the crimson debris

Look at the faces
Morosely reflecting the empty shell


No sanctity
No epitaph
No choir of angels

Is waiting for you on the other side

Nothing

You are, you were, you will be
Nothing at all


How many hours
How many nights
How many curses

Nothing is more than nothing at all

Look at what is left

In the crimson debris
Look at the faces
Morosely reflecting the empty shell


Your name is an insult
Your efforts a joke

Your last breath will vanish
And with it, the last remnant of nothing at all


Nothing
You are, you were, you will be
Nothing at all


How many hours
How many nights

How many curses
Nothing is more than nothing at all


No sanctity
No epitaph
No choir of angels

Is waiting for you on the other side

Nothing

You are, you were, you will be
Nothing at all