Nothing - Obscura

Dead, you are dead, you don’t know that

The spirit has gone, the only divinity

Trapped in a cage that you thought is your life

A coffin remains as your only abode

How many hours

How many nights

How many curses

Nothing is more than nothing at all

Look at what is left

In the crimson debris

Look at the faces

Morosely reflecting the empty shell

No sanctity

No epitaph

No choir of angels

Is waiting for you on the other side

Nothing

You are, you were, you will be

Nothing at all

How many hours

How many nights

How many curses

Nothing is more than nothing at all

Look at what is left

In the crimson debris

Look at the faces

Morosely reflecting the empty shell

Your name is an insult

Your efforts a joke

Your last breath will vanish

And with it, the last remnant of nothing at all

Nothing

You are, you were, you will be

Nothing at all

How many hours

How many nights

How many curses

Nothing is more than nothing at all

No sanctity

No epitaph

No choir of angels

Is waiting for you on the other side

Nothing

You are, you were, you will be

Nothing at all