Old Nothing - Rivers of Nihil

Forgo the falls which rain with fear farce are their depths

Illusions are woven beings the masquerading of death

Where eternity folds itself to wind the projection reel

A casket lowered renders the truth, an existence unveiled

Rejoice, commend, re-live

The beginning of ends

Rejoice, transcend, re-live

The beginning of ends

Spiraling beyond this seamless seal

Lies a destined view of tranquility within flesh-less fields

Commence thy spirit

Behold this integral fate

Spawn of radiant rapture and shape

As I fold & drift in this void

I leave this world of fire, texture and taste

In the absence of light

That was coiled and bound

I reflect upon the balance

That once shone

Hush, don’t speak, no more

The feeling is gone

Hush, don’t speak, no more

The feeling is gone

Oh, fleeting feeling of bond

You’ve been loyal in my loneliness

You aid my growth, build me to be strong

Rejoice, commend, re-live

Oh, the nothing, old friend

Rejoice, transcend, re-live

Oh, the nothing, old friend

Commence thy spirit