An Emptier Void Songtext
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An Emptier Void Songtext
I relate my mind to
The ghost array that gazed upon
The scary, faceless nothing
In the vast of pouring time
Pouring time
Pouring time
The soul of passion now is bared
Free of lies, empty of neediness
But the heart of passion is bashed
It rains the tears of vengeance
I′m not the one to deal with
My duty is to fulfill
The pain, the strain, the struggle
The endless love
The sorrow breeds an endless distance
Of a sympathetic quiet
The dead walls and the cold air
Are still entangled in my mind
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind
Say farewell to the things
That you've loved and ignored for years
The mindless death that you′ve willed
Suffering for lack of care
I'm not the one to deal with
My duty is to fulfill
The pain, the strain, the struggle
The endless love
And it reaches out to my past
Fighting hard with pounding rage
Nothing can hold me back
Nothing is being saved
Each second the minute is going
Each new fear is never left with void
Each aspect with a passion
Is the emptiness now
Each second the minute is going
Each new fear is never left with void
Each aspect with a passion
Is the emptiness now
Each second the minute is going
Each new fear is never left with void
Each aspect with a passion
Is the emptiness now
The ghost array that gazed upon
The scary, faceless nothing
In the vast of pouring time
Pouring time
Pouring time
The soul of passion now is bared
Free of lies, empty of neediness
But the heart of passion is bashed
It rains the tears of vengeance
I′m not the one to deal with
My duty is to fulfill
The pain, the strain, the struggle
The endless love
The sorrow breeds an endless distance
Of a sympathetic quiet
The dead walls and the cold air
Are still entangled in my mind
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind
Say farewell to the things
That you've loved and ignored for years
The mindless death that you′ve willed
Suffering for lack of care
I'm not the one to deal with
My duty is to fulfill
The pain, the strain, the struggle
The endless love
And it reaches out to my past
Fighting hard with pounding rage
Nothing can hold me back
Nothing is being saved
Each second the minute is going
Each new fear is never left with void
Each aspect with a passion
Is the emptiness now
Each second the minute is going
Each new fear is never left with void
Each aspect with a passion
Is the emptiness now
Each second the minute is going
Each new fear is never left with void
Each aspect with a passion
Is the emptiness now
Writer(s): Dirk Verbeuren, Sylvain Emmanuel Coudret, Pierrick Rene Louis Valence, Patrick Bernard Martin, Loic Cheick Yatma Colin, Guillaume Bernard Philippe Pat Bideau Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

