Where have I gone? This place unfamiliar
These faces I’ve never before seen
Twisted voices call a name
One seemingly mine to keep
Sunless
God is not here
In this fucking place
(God is not here)
Is this Alighieri’s purgatory
Or is Death still waiting?
There’s no semblance of sun in this sky
And no stars to guide me
Flesh abandoned
A name with no face
If death is waiting
Let it fucking take me
Flesh abandoned
A name with no face
If death is waiting
Let it fucking take me
Reaper, I have nothing to give and nothing to take
Apollyon, show yourself, harken to me
“Son of Adam, you’ve come so far. Death is sleeping but there’s so much work to be done.”
“If you wish to see paradise, earn your place by the will of the knife.”
“(If you wish to see paradise…) If you wish to see paradise, earn your place by the will of the knife.”
“Reaper’s Servant, show them the scythe. Taker of souls, thief in the night.”
“Feed, feed, feed, feed. More, more, more, more.”