Nothing (Obscura)

Dead, you are dead, you don't know that The spirit has gone, the only divinity Trapped in a cage that you thought is your life A coffin remains as your only abode How many hours How many nights How many curses Nothing is more than nothing at all Look at what is left In the crimson debris Look at the faces Morosely reflecting the empty shell No sanctity No epitaph No choir of angels Is waiting for you on the other side Nothing You are, you were, you will be Nothing at all How many hours How many nights How many curses Nothing is more than nothing at all Look at what is left In the crimson debris Look at the faces Morosely reflecting the empty shell Your name is an insult Your efforts a joke Your last breath will vanish And with it, the last remnant of nothing at all Nothing You are, you were, you will be Nothing at all How many hours How many nights How many curses Nothing is more than nothing at all No sanctity No epitaph No choir of angels Is waiting for you on the other side Nothing You are, you were, you will be Nothing at all