Hollow Devotion - Skitliv

In the 1569 eyes that I see through

The real intention comes alive

So hopelessly lost in hopes all of you

I wish you all could see what I see

This world is empty as empathy

With eyes like poisoned snakes

I burn at the core of redemption

Like sick animals I’ll put you to sleep

And see that this world is nothing

Incineration as healing

A wound of ecstasy

The hand that caresses

By death I give life

To enjoy everything

Enjoy nothing

To know everything

Know nothing

To own everything

Own nothing

To be everything

Be nothing

I Am the Breath of God