Comfort of the Void Songtext
von Give My Remains to Broadway

I don′t know what's come over me
But its showing me things that I can′t believe
Dreamin' of things that I cannot speak of
Slumbering gods where light just retreats from

In the sea of void
All I see is void
I hear its voice
It runs its course
I see the void
All I feel is void
I hear its voice
It runs its course


I see the void
All I feel is void
I hear its voice
It runs its course
I feed it's force
And deplore his court
His form Contorts
And his will extorts

I don′t know what′s come over me
Now it's showing me things I could only dream of
I′m seeing things that I cannot speak of
Slumbering gods where light cant defeat them

In the sea of void
All I see is void
I hear it's voicе
It runs its course
I see the void
All I feel is void
I hear its voicе
It runs its course

In the comfort of the void
In the palm of its hands
Concealing its ploy
Corruption stands
I heed its voice
A Cyclopean mass
And I′m beneath its force