Gorath

A Pond Without Drops

Gorath


Blast... Rise... 

Roar from this day 
and stop no more 
Enslave them all 
and finish it in full glory 
The apocalypse is there 
Salvation is nearby 
All thoughts are bonded in just one 
They project what eyes cannot see 

Hollow words screaming are less than nothing 
May fear be the world its travel guide 
And may we all turn to dust for a while 
For we are no more than just a second of eternity 

All thoughts combined into one 
A mass revelation gathers strength 
Many are there 
Yet none understands 

We are all worthless slaves 
Black with no single colour at all 

Swimming in a pond without drops! 

We are all taking way too much 
Waiting for hell to come down