No hope remains to fill the void,
No hope remains to fill the void,
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.
Once, laughter danced upon my soul,
Once, laughter danced upon my soul,
Once, laughter danced upon my soul,
Once, laughter danced upon my soul,
But now, on nothing, does it roll.
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.
We die, desiring death's embrace,
We die, desiring death's embrace,
We die, desiring death's embrace,
We die, desiring death's embrace,
But death itself, it shows no face.
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.
We are lost to ourselves, unknown,
We are lost to ourselves, unknown,
We are lost to ourselves, unknown,
We are lost to ourselves, unknown,
No tidings of our selves are shown.
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.
Death's destined hour, it will appear,
Death's destined hour, it will appear,
Death's destined hour, it will appear,
Death's destined hour, it will appear,
Why then, does sleep not conquer fear?
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.
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