Terminus II: Ashen

from The Wretched Sounds by Nott

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lyrics

Collide but don’t react
—Empty, ashen, non-extant—
Meet the center of it all in the aftermath.

Relieve us from the illusion.
Reshaping the truth has begun.

Despair, the father of nonbeing,
Transcending colorless barriers
Between one another.
We’re separated nonetheless.

Calling upon the unrelenting,
Begging for all of it to end.
Unanswered for an entire lifetime,
The words dissolve into the canvas.

Despair, the father of nonbeing,
Transcending colorless barriers
Between one another.
We’re separated nonetheless.

Oh, the loss, the absence of forgiveness.
It’s too much at once.
The overwhelming disdain, pull me away
From the cusp of this terminus.

Go, fade away from here.

Go; fade away from here,
The desolate and bare.
It cannot be undone;
Remember this moment as it comes.

A wall of white,
The pale abstract,
Empty, ashen, non-extant.
It will pour over us all as it drags you back.

Wash over me.
Wash over all of us.

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from The Wretched Sounds, released May 25, 2018

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