Make Them Suffer – The Eternal Cold lyrics

I begin to gnaw. Chewing away, spitting up the very fabrication of myself
The eternal cold, dark shall prosper as I plunge; descending deeper toward the shadows

Let me sleep, this endless drone must end. I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself
For I am but a nothingness drifting, seeking dead ends and false hope

There is only death, I do not even exist
A shadow, a memory
Cast away all binds to self

I'll never know why all things beautiful must reach an end
The appetite grows for a greater knowing, the more I find the more I die inside
I shed a tear, I weep. All things beautiful must reach an end

Myself containing a dormant implosion of infinite decimals
Spiralling out of control the ostracization begins

Within myself self-loathing, and I've tried to hold passion inside the palm of my hand and tackle the world head on
A knife held to my throat, a nice dose of discretion
The world will feel my pain as I gnaw away at my boiled flesh

Detach myself from reality. My misanthropic ways fall to waste
My enigmatic veil begins to subdue. I cannot continue

Let me sleep, this endless drone must end. I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself
For I am but a nothingness drifting, seeking dead ends and false hope

This is my somber sendoff. I am done
The world will End. I've turned my back