The Void Songtext
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The Void Songtext
Feel the void, nothing but noise
No cause or affection
Just a voice void of all joy
Upon my reflection
To remind me of my emptiness
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I′ve no defense
I fill the void, survivor by choice
Build walls for protection
Am I poise? Am I the voice
Of my own reason?
Or reminder of my immanence?
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I've no defense
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I′ve no defense
I feel the void
I'm a survivor by choice
Dead in the eyes, but alive in voice
Taste of iron, kiss of death
There's nothing left, there′s nothing left
But I choose life
Though defenseless, I still fight the void
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I′ve no defense
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I've no defense
I feel the void
I feel the void
A reminder of my immanence
No cause or affection
Just a voice void of all joy
Upon my reflection
To remind me of my emptiness
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I′ve no defense
I fill the void, survivor by choice
Build walls for protection
Am I poise? Am I the voice
Of my own reason?
Or reminder of my immanence?
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I've no defense
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I′ve no defense
I feel the void
I'm a survivor by choice
Dead in the eyes, but alive in voice
Taste of iron, kiss of death
There's nothing left, there′s nothing left
But I choose life
Though defenseless, I still fight the void
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I′ve no defense
What abuse have I repressed?
How many wounds have I redressed?
Taste of iron, kiss of death
In the void, I've no defense
I feel the void
I feel the void
A reminder of my immanence
Writer(s): Benjamin Barnett, Rhianna Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

