Nothing کے بول

We are nothing We are nothing We are nothing Nothing, nothing… To fight, to climb, for what? Why? Will someone remember us? Will someone visit my grave? No…. Existence, life Mean nothing in my world of shadows A world created in true opposition To the sick decadence that surrounds me I'm fed up of breathing Foolishness and idiocy I'm suffering the iniquity Of your depravity A decadent self-destructive society Creating lies that are our chains To your morality Forcing to think That there's a reason For all this nothingness Existence, life Mean nothing in my world of shadows A world created in true opposition To the sick decadence that surrounds me I'm fed up of breathing Foolishness and idiocy