You are the ones that will free us from colours

That will free us from words

Squeezed in the rock of existence

We never experienced anything else

Mind, moment, spark-there's nothing

The weight of this world breaks my spine

So maybe emptiness completes existence?

Does something that never was exist?

Destroy, change- you are unable

Hatred, fear, frustration- laughter

Is it possible to be in the temple of nothingness?

World is you, you're the eternal everything

Never-always, one- nothing

You think that destruction is the way

Let your own pain be the answer

For nothingness, for non-existence in emptiness

Being for not being, religion of black hole

Did we find already:

Can something that never was give us an answer:

What you truly hate is a part of you

World without move, we flow in substance

Devoured by perfect entirety

Homogenous millions of perfect shape