Young Man Nihilist - Entombed

Young man, atheist

There’s someone there

You can’t see in lights

Young man, naturalist

Your eyes are heavy from sleepless nights

Feed the conflict into your head

Young man, atlas

There are places

Without ground of reality

Young man, nihilist

Dematerialize the prediction of insanity

Just feed the conflict into your head

Freedom is just a state of mind

Asleep with dead eyes open

Afraid to put the words onto paper

Afraid of the gates

About to crack open

Man, it’s about time to let your spirit pass thru

Are you north or south bound?

It’s all up to you

It’s so up to you

Just feed the conflict into your head

Freedom is just a state of mind

Asleep with dead eyes open

Afraid to put the words onto paper

Afraid of the gates

About to crack open

Man, it’s about time to let your spirit pass thru

Are you north or south bound?

It’s all up to you

It’s so up to you, so up to you