VI. Duello Lyrics

Poison was the cure

As the goblet fills with gore

Wine of Gods this blood obscures

Let these fluid vices pour

To drown the voices

Of dying, breathing treacheries

Flesh bereft of choices

Through bloodstained lechery

Retribution realized

A melancholic emptiness

Entertaining nothingness

What I am is spawning from

Relics of a time to come

Ciphering philosophy

Swallowing my misery

As it swallows me

In nihilistic mutuality

Curiosity is lost

Never was it worth the cost

Suffering unknowingness

Where either path is meaningless

Dense ephemerality

Wasting my vitality

Feast upon Absurdity

That feasts upon my sanity

How many questions remain unanswered?

Such is the nature of every mortal coil lent

Life as uncertain as death is standard

Parabolic descent to enigmatic end

One and the same, so ends our devotion

To this spectrum of human emotion