Paroles de Vanitas

Searching for meaning, grasping at straws The unanswered question always remains Is the grave but a doorway to everlasting life? Or shall we return to dust from whence we came? Inverted hourglass The sifting sands of fate Haunted by morality Shackled to its weight Skeletal hands Forever ticking on coffin shaped clocks In realms of infinite death Grave upon grave Embracing the void as the light fades away Bring me eternal rest Ephemeral pleasures of this earthly domain Futile is the flesh in this cycle of death and decay Oh the deathknell tolls for thee Enshrouded by darkness in dreamless sleep Crossing the threshold into the land of the deceased Joined together eternally Consumed by unrelenting visions of the end Desiring to be one with the beckoning dead Omnia vanitas