Obscure Whispers

The Bitter Taste of Emotional Void


We are the ones of no hopeWe are the ones without GodNo more reason to play as you lose every dayNo way to erase the past as now is already the futureAnother dose will kill that before dawn that’s for sureAnother tomb will be closed on my dead remorseAnother bitter anesthesia will drown my emotionsOh Satan... would you give me the force to endOh Satan... to end with life nowAn useless way follows my stepsWhere’s the reason to move when everything collapseWe are the ones of no hopeWe are the ones without GodNo more reason to play as you lose every dayI don’t search any way out to escape this boring downfallThe old world is dying with me, I’m the end of a timeEach lie that tears my soul is what you call a light of hopeEach time God shows his face I’ll kill myself with dopeEverything left behind me’s gone through waves of bitternessAnother day is ending drowning myself in the pitOh Satan... would you give me the force to endOh Satan... to end with life nowThe grey world falls in ruins without emotionA civilization extinction I don’t feel anythingVultures haunt the concrete and the iron turned to rustThe age of ashes comes forthThe old world’s era has been and will never be againAny life dies as the fields burnNone will remember what we have beenThe time of chaos is onThe grey world falls in ruins without emotionA civilization extinction I don’t feel anythingVultures haunt the concrete and the iron turned to rustThe age of ashes comes forthThe old world’s era has been and will never be againAny life dies as the fields burnNone will remember what we have beenThe time of chaos is on