Devote Yourself To Nothing - Dark Age

While bending to a rusty throne

I feed a beaten creature

Bygone a forgotten dream

Bount to aborted passions

Can’t you see?

Who’s pointing the speachless…

The mirror reflects a mess — and I fear it is me

All decisions are born from a tired call

When the lonely screams out these loveless words:

I thought there must be something

But I choose to go

Leaving words unspoken

I devote myself to nothing

Nothing

I chose to choose but nothing

Consequent but empty I

Forgot to speak the truth

Hearing the sirens preaching

Can’t you see?

I’m pointing to the heartless

This mirror reflects a mess — and I fear it is me…

All decisions are born from a tired call

When the lonely screams out these loveless words:

I thought there must be something

But I choose to go

Leaving words unspoken

I devote myself to nothing

There is no hope for me

The price of owning myself is too high

And the privilege of a life overdose

Speaks to others

«Your world is a liar»

All decisions are born from a tired call

When the lonely screams out these loveless words:

I thought there must be something

But I choose to go

Leaving words unspoken

I devote myself to nothing

I thought there must be something

But I choose to go

Leaving words unspoken

I devote myself to nothing