And when the pain is over
And the dust begins to swell
The ashes from hell will rise
For their score they come to tell.

In this world we enter alone
And change what we can
We leave it an empty hollow
And die off in the end.

There is no peace or any glory
For telling a rotten story
Of how a life is so alone
And never ever to find a home.

We crawl off into the abyss
And love the darkness there
Hoping to never see the light
As we know what comes in there.

We shed off fears and hold strong
To a belief that will be wrong
As all we have is what we see
And nothing, nothing will ever be.