Maker of Nothingness - Lords of Black

Say you don’t care but that’s what is eating you alive

Another clown looking to burn like a moth to a flame

When you crawling alone and you step one more foot

Closer to the grave

Controlling by amusing myself to death

Satisfy, inflicting some kind of pain

There you have it, it’s the last bit of who I am

Making us fools believe we are free

Waking up dead

In a field of deceit

Truth is being drowned

You’re the maker of nothingness

Those who believed

Those times won’t b back

When reason is killed

And lif is denied

Days with no dawn are coming our way

Unveil the lies spoken a thousand times

Don’t you see?

If there was a time, it has to be now

Controlling by amusing myself to death

Satisfy, inflicting some kind of pain

There you have it, it’s the last bit of who I am

Making us fools believe we are free

Waking up dead

In a field of deceit

Truth is being drowned

You’re the maker of nothingness

Those who believed

Those times won’t be back

When reason is killed

And life is denied

Waking up dead

In a field of deceit

Truth is being drowned

You’re the maker of nothingness