The killing fields have now gone quiet And you are torn apart by the cold winds What lies ahead behind the Reapers grin? A weight too heavy to be carried away As I step through the black mirror It is just a tiny step towards the chaos Soon devouring cosmos As earth leaves behind new portals open Am I trapped forever in this orbit of emptiness Will I ever assimilate The more you suffer The more you see The more you give The more you gain The more you burn The more you can take