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Nothing (The March Of Death)

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Mourning Beloveth Canonical path: /mourning-beloveth/nothing-the-march-of-death Related lyric paths: 6
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Nothing (The March Of Death)

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A figure of despair

Staring into the nothingness,

Lost among life suckers...

So small standing by the ocean

sensing the rain, worn out from

A storm of rage.

I have succumbed to sorrow,

The hoary darkness

And the All-consuming silence,

For i had such hopes and dreams,

That fell like Vapours

Throug the summer air

I had such thoughts,

Thoughts that would crush Mountains

And blunt the very daggers to my heart

And yet the mere sliver of hope

Sent to the corner of fire

My bones

Are weary

Weary from this malignant mortality

We hold on to

With such grim despair

That it becomes

All-consuming...

In the glowering sickly green depths

Of my misery, drank deep textures

Grotesque ecstacy, elementary splendour

Reminded of labyrinthine intricacies

The squalor, the bewildering diversities

The squalor, the lonely existence

The squalor, the bewildering diversities

The squalor, the lonely existence...

A journey

Through a half dream

Each step a death

To slip right through

The cracks unnoticed

To pause the question

The meanderings of time

The grey vastness

We hold on to

The Glum adhesive

That binds us through

No!

Hark!

A football,

The march of death.

A hollow call to arms

From the grave, from the grave...

A curator of dead souls

Brings us down

Is it a shadow of life or just some vision?

Apocalyptic dreams...

Hark!

A curator of our dead souls...

Who is it that walks so solemnly right through the graves?

Is it a shadow or just some vision?

Apocalyptic dream!

Tracing patterns to bring us down

To bring us down

Who is it that walks?

The march of death!

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