No second chances Just another meaningless life Another body in the pile Lost in a foreign world With no stars to guide us Nothingness echoing everywhere But not peaceful, not restful
They call it deep sleep They call it impenetrable silence The perfect moment when everything stops
No hope left Just another meaningless loss and being born is a sentence of death and giving birth is an act of murder Nothingness echoing everywhere But not peaceful, not restful
They call it deep sleep They call it impenetrable silence The perfect moment when everything stops