There Is No Horizon - Ulcerate

Glares of submission and fear

Cast down on the unknown

Drift beyond obscurity

And become fatal

Silenced by anguish

Carry the burden of the dejected

With blank and hateful eyes

With worn expressions

It cannot prevail

The failing instilled in us

To prophesise a barren hellscape

There is no horizon

No coming of the next light

Enclosing minds

Gripped tight to the only escape

Eroding away

Become lifeless

As we approach total collapse

Raze it to the ground

Under which all will return

Unravel veneration of the infinite

Which stains all in its wake

Elicit meaning

And sever those who reject

There is no horizon

No coming of the next light

Divide and reclaim

Invoke upheaval

Of the insipid and worthless law

That again pulls in the helpless