Lord of the Void

Enter nothingness, give praise to the void father all day

Pitch black empty hallways where we all pray

We begin, let the song play, weigh the cost - freight

Fetch a pretty penny like a lost fate, hey

Forever the apostate, opposite of always

Fall away in all ways, no stake in the ball game

Long robes for effect, belief? nothing, all nay

Concede nothing, conceive nothing, get it? all clay

Adjust the settings, wipe the memories, hide the injuries

Get ready to ride for centuries, eyes on empty seas

Absence of spirit enter me, drifting listlessly