Testo di Abolition (My Release)

Look around at the sullen skyline Forlorn figures, their lives merely enduring pain Submissive, subversive, meaningless icons of progress Forever failure, there is nothing, I believe in nothing We crawl across a bed of nails Just to prove that we believe That destiny is somehow intertwined with this reality Beyond the grave is nothing we can comprehend I believe in nothing Searching for my release As dusks fall upon this transient existence Fear drives belief A need for some great cosmic comforter There is no salvation coming from the sky We cannot comprehend beyond the immediate Death is the only conclusion There is nothing, I believe in nothing