An End to Everything

This world is empty And there is nothing Left for me to feel Here Where the light doesn't reach A path I've endlessly walked along Lost in memories of youth Darkness envelopes In passing days My only comfort is misery I belong to the fire To the dirt that sits below I will follow the wreckage Back to the hell that I have known I guard my wounds In a kingdom tunneled low I belong to the fire To the dirt that sits below I will be following the wreckage Back to the hell that I have known Back to the hell that I call home I want to see through the eyes of God So peel my skin from my bones Then let this empty world swallow me whole Deconstruct and dissolve all my sense of being Now I see the beginning and the end And I will live forever Forever in the depths I guard my wounds In a kingdom tunneled low Beneath the surface Where I can see Both a beginning and an end to everything I guard my wounds In a kingdom tunneled low Beneath the surface Where I can see Both a beginning and an end to everything I belong to the fire To the dirt that sits below I will follow the wreckage Back to the hell that I call home My hell, my home My hell, my home This world is empty And there is nothing Somewhere in this darkness Is where I havе lost myself I can't remembеr just why I came But I I close my eyes now And listen for your voice To no return So I surrender to the flame I belong to the fire To the dirt that sits below I will be following the wreckage Back to the hell that I have known Back to the hell that I call home I want to see through the eyes of God So peel my skin from my bones Then let this empty world swallow me whole Deconstruct and dissolve all my sense of being Now I see the beginning and the end And I will live forever Forever in the depths I guard my wounds In a kingdom tunneled low Beneath the surface Where I can see Both a beginning and an end to everything I guard my wounds In a kingdom tunneled low Beneath the surface Where I can see Both a beginning and an end to everything I belong to the fire To the dirt that sits below I will follow the wreckage Back to the hell that I call home My hell, my home My hell, my home This world is empty And there is nothing

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 10, 2025