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Old Nothing - Rivers of Nihil
Forgo the falls which rain with fear farce are their depths
Illusions are woven beings the masquerading of death
Where eternity folds itself to wind the projection reel
A casket lowered renders the truth an existence unveiled
Rejoice commend relive
The beginning of ends
Rejoice transcend relive
The beginning of ends
Spiraling beyond this seamless seal
Lies a destined view of tranquility within flesh less fields
Commence thy spirit
Behold this integral fate
Spawn of radiant rapture and shape
As I fold and drift in this void
I leave this world of fire texture and taste
In the absence of light
That was coiled and bound
I reflect upon the balance
That once shone
Hush don't speak no more
The feeling is gone
Hush don't speak no more
The feeling is gone
Oh fleeting feeling of bond
You've been loyal in my loneliness
You aid my growth build me to be strong
Rejoice commend relive
Oh the nothing old friend
Rejoice transcend relive
Oh the nothing old friend
Commence thy spirit
Commence thy spirit
Commence thy spirit
Commence thy spirit
