Thanatos Songtext
von Khlad
Thanatos Songtext
In the depths of the soul, the fear resides
A desolate realm where all hope has died
The cruel world around, of significance bereft
Leaves one pondering in this state of grief
Brink of change, a renouncement so profound
Into its embrace, I′m willingly bound
No purpose, no meaning, no solace is found
Just an empty abyss, consuming the mind
Answers are sought in the vast expanse
But only echoes of life's cosmic dance are found
No guiding hand, no divine design
Just chaos reigning, no reason, no sign
Humanity′s struggle, a futile endeavour
In this heartless existence, we aimlessly wade
The illusions are renounced, shattered and torn
Embracing the void, where true rebirth is sworn
To finally cast away the human shell
Create onself as a creator, from fragments of loss
Forge one's own meaning from nothingness
Transufigured from dead matter
Reshape anew from suffering, spite and loss
Torn empty pages of a merciless world
Remodeled into new form
The art of dying whole
Shards of unspoken thoughts
An outrage against injustice
Slash at the arteries where the last beats
Of the pulse scream in anticipation
Eternity captured in a kaleidoscope
In an endless spiral so intricately drawn
Paradoxical denial of denial itself
Finally finding hope for meaning
To finally cast away the human shell
Create onself as a creator, from fragments of loss
Forge one's own meaning from nothingness
Transufigured from dead matter
Reshape anew from suffering, spite and loss
Torn empty pages of a merciless world
Remodeled into new form
The art of dying whole
A desolate realm where all hope has died
The cruel world around, of significance bereft
Leaves one pondering in this state of grief
Brink of change, a renouncement so profound
Into its embrace, I′m willingly bound
No purpose, no meaning, no solace is found
Just an empty abyss, consuming the mind
Answers are sought in the vast expanse
But only echoes of life's cosmic dance are found
No guiding hand, no divine design
Just chaos reigning, no reason, no sign
Humanity′s struggle, a futile endeavour
In this heartless existence, we aimlessly wade
The illusions are renounced, shattered and torn
Embracing the void, where true rebirth is sworn
To finally cast away the human shell
Create onself as a creator, from fragments of loss
Forge one's own meaning from nothingness
Transufigured from dead matter
Reshape anew from suffering, spite and loss
Torn empty pages of a merciless world
Remodeled into new form
The art of dying whole
Shards of unspoken thoughts
An outrage against injustice
Slash at the arteries where the last beats
Of the pulse scream in anticipation
Eternity captured in a kaleidoscope
In an endless spiral so intricately drawn
Paradoxical denial of denial itself
Finally finding hope for meaning
To finally cast away the human shell
Create onself as a creator, from fragments of loss
Forge one's own meaning from nothingness
Transufigured from dead matter
Reshape anew from suffering, spite and loss
Torn empty pages of a merciless world
Remodeled into new form
The art of dying whole
Writer(s): кабанов глеб, лукашенко алексей Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

