Decapitated

You are the ones that will free us from colours
That will free us from words
Squeezed in the rock of existence
We never experienced anything else
Mind, moment, spark-there's nothing
The weight of this world breaks my spine
So maybe emptiness completes existence?
Does something that never was exist?
Destroy, change– you are unable
Hatred, fear, frustration– laughter
Is it possible to be in the temple of nothingness?
World is you, you're the eternal everything