The Eternal Cold Songtext
von Make Them Suffer

The Eternal Cold Songtext

The Eternal Cold
I begin to gnaw, chewing away and spitting up the very fabrication of myself.
The Eternal Cold. Dark shall prosper as I plunge; descending deeper toward the shadows.
Let me sleep, this endless drone must end.
I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself.
for I am but a nothingness drifting,
seeking dead ends and false hope.
There is only death, I do not even exist.
A shadow, a memory.
Cast away all binds to self.
I'll never know why all things beautiful must reach an end.
The appetite grows for a greater knowing, the more I find the more I die inside.
I shed a tear, I weep. All things beautiful must reach an end.
Myself containing a dormant implosion of infinite decimals, spiralling out of control. The ostracization begins.
Within myself self-loathing, and I've tried to hold passion inside the palm of my hand and tackle the world head on. A knife held to my throat, a nice dose of discretion. The world will feel my pain as I gnaw away at my boiled flesh
Detach myself from reality.
My misanthropic ways fall to waste.
My enigmatic veil begins to subdue. I cannot continue.
Let me sleep, this endless drone must end.
I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself.
for I am but a nothingness drifting,
seeking dead ends and false hope.
This is my somber send off. I am done.
The world will end. I've turned my back.

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