Mourning Beloveth - The Apocalypse Machine

Faceless, numberless days, grey isolation Time featureless crushing hope Intense corrupted Bliss moments Nothing, the Machine Everything grinds us down Escape until we seep, Nothing, the blackened soil Flying in elegant circles, drift through time and space Crumble under the wight of sheer intense bliss Where everything is nothing and nothing - everything It is a meaningless dearm from which we need to escape? Tear at the psyche To bring us down Where everything is nothing And nothing everthing Delve through the ether, drown in emptiness I need nothing, I want it all I need nothing I want the world to crawl Somewhere in its depths Lies what we have been looking for I need nothing I want it all I need nothing I want the world to crawl flying in elegant circles, drifting through time Crumble under the weight of sheer intense bliss Where everything is nothing and nothing - everything It's a meaningless dream From which we need to escape? Tear at the psyche to bring us down The machine rolls through town