The killing fields have now gone quiet
And you are torn apart by the cold winds
What lies ahead behind the reapers grin?
A weight too heavy to be carried away

As I step through the black mirror
It is just a tiny step towards the chaos
Soon devouring cosmos

As earth leaves behind new portals open

Am I trapped forever in this orbit of emptiness?
Will I ever assimilate

The more you suffer
The more you see
The more you give
The more you gain
The more you burn
The more you can take