i am the void
dark tranquillity
that runs by without memory
drink and forget yourself
that carries your face further on
it calls you by your one true name
where life is in recession
and let the silent whispers
of what is long since gone
is cold already in your blood
chained to the grinding wheel
you have always been between another set of walls
outside of which the world is watching down on you
inside the silence speaks
kept close to the endless alibi