A nothing in relation to infinity
we are man...

Everything hurts
it wears me down...

In a world where nothing is important
and every other person is a failure...

There is a pattern in the void
sometimes its noise...

They have no leaves
nor nests for in the birds to rest...

You are meaningless
a small, feeble existance...

Before everything got its start
there were only these trees...

The devil is watching, laughing
influencing every step i make...

Hair like straw
and skin like leather...

At the foot of my bed
There stands two shadows...

Walking through a city of ruins
just me and my love...

Whether you call it heaven
or nirvana...