كلمات Nihil Esse

Dead souls march through vast lands Sleepless graves wheeze hollow Candlestick of a chilly day Souls hanged high on treetops Not an inch of living soil Blackened and unlit Bloody night, it blinds all The heavens veiled from the dead Circling above the clouds The shadowed eye silenced vain voices Enclosed you will be in fear Join me or draw your last breath With deadly gesture I curse you I smash your tombstone with iron Nothingness swallows your soul Your ashes I scatter with laughter Their shadows are fragile like straw So thin they get through a door crack But they will grow and splinter my thoughts Rising from the burning ground