The Empty Skies

The dead walk in the silent world
Oh, how the dead talk
With empty words, redemption by thought
Injection and the dead march to the voice of deception

This is now a new beginning
There will be no creation from chaos
No light at the end
Just a faint glimpse of the forgotten

Screaming, overcome by silence
Suffocated by the unspoken
And the dead walk with no fear
And the dead fall with the horrors of living

This is now a new beginning
There will be no creation from chaos
No light at the end
Just a faint glimpse of the forgotten

Murky demented eyes
Stare at the empty skies
Desperately searching for something
Something that once was there
Murky demented eyes
Stare at the empty skies
Desperately searching for something
Something that once was there

It's too late for salvation
While falling to oblivion
We are doomed to stagnation
To witness the inverse creation

This is now a new beginning
There will be no creation from chaos
No light at the end
Just a faint glimpse of the forgotten

Murky demented eyes
Stare at the empty skies
Desperately searching for something
Something that once was there
Murky demented eyes
Stare at the empty skies
Desperately searching for something
Something that once was there