Old Nothing

Forgo the falls which rain with fear

Farce are their depths

Illusions are woven beings

The masquerading of death

Where eternity folds itself to wind the projection reel

A casket lowered renders the truth

An existence unveiled

Rejoice, commend, re-live

The beginning of ends

Rejoice, transcend, re-live

The beginning of ends

Spiraling beyond this seamless seal

Lies a destined view

Of tranquility within fleshless fields

Commence thy spirit

Behold this integral fate

Spawn of radiant rapture and shape

As I fold and drift in this void

I leave this world of fire, texture, and taste

In the absence of light

That was coiled and bound

I reflect upon the balance that once shone

Hush, don't speak, no more

The feeling is gone

Hush, don't speak, no more

The feeling is gone

Oh, fleeting feeling of bond

You've been loyal in my loneliness

You aid my growth

Build me, build me to be strong

Rejoice, commend, re-live

Oh, the nothing, old friend

Rejoice, transcend, re-live

Oh, the nothing, old friend

Commence thy spirit

Commence thy spirit

Commence thy spirit

Commence thy spirit