Allegaeon - The Dopamine Void (Pt. II) lyrics
[Allegaeon - The Dopamine Void Pt. II lyrics]
You fools
Do you not see the hopelessness
And ambiguity you cling to
Serves not but as a segue
Into crimes against the world?
Holding on
Destined to act in the place
Of a faceless god
Holding out
Waiting for great reward at the
End of an endless road
There is nothing
Nothing await's us with
Arms as a vacuous maw
There is nothing
There is nothing at all
A life best served in expectation
Is not a life but
Is a self-imposed indoctrination
That buries and leaves behind
Only ashes and bones
A great cessation of
Thought bringing birth
To the era of horrors
There is nothing
Nothing await's us with
Arms as a vacuous maw
There is nothing
There is nothing at all
Turning into waste among the
Serpents of decay
Into a poisonous and bloated iteration
Of a former state of life as
Defined as the process of dying
Past the hands of existence and into the fray
Where the carrion crows lay in wait
To desiccate bodies desecrated by
The torturing of hope
Hanging down like the end of a rope
Long severed into a well that
Has long run dry
The lies we tell ourselves to survive
The lives we leave behind
Cancerous, the architecture
Method of believing in a symptomatic
System human form
Ever-swarming, chomping at the
Bit to propagate
A world dilemma fabricated somewhere
Said to be eternal
Where the worms crawl
Infernal destiny await's us all
Self-righteous servants
Existing as nothing but thralls
They all lie and tell themselves
"This is how we'll survive."
They lie to themselves over all
There is nothing
Nothing await's you
Your soul is a vacuous maw
There is nothing
There is nothing at all
Do you not see the hopelessness
And ambiguity you cling to
Serves not but as a segue
Into crimes against the world?
Holding on
Destined to act in the place
Of a faceless god
Holding out
Waiting for great reward at the
End of an endless road
There is nothing
Nothing await's us with
Arms as a vacuous maw
There is nothing
There is nothing at all
A life best served in expectation
Is not a life but
Is a self-imposed indoctrination
That buries and leaves behind
Only ashes and bones
A great cessation of
Thought bringing birth
To the era of horrors
There is nothing
Nothing await's us with
Arms as a vacuous maw
There is nothing
There is nothing at all
Turning into waste among the
Serpents of decay
Into a poisonous and bloated iteration
Of a former state of life as
Defined as the process of dying
Past the hands of existence and into the fray
Where the carrion crows lay in wait
To desiccate bodies desecrated by
The torturing of hope
Hanging down like the end of a rope
Long severed into a well that
Has long run dry
The lies we tell ourselves to survive
The lives we leave behind
Cancerous, the architecture
Method of believing in a symptomatic
System human form
Ever-swarming, chomping at the
Bit to propagate
A world dilemma fabricated somewhere
Said to be eternal
Where the worms crawl
Infernal destiny await's us all
Self-righteous servants
Existing as nothing but thralls
They all lie and tell themselves
"This is how we'll survive."
They lie to themselves over all
There is nothing
Nothing await's you
Your soul is a vacuous maw
There is nothing
There is nothing at all