In my dark room,
Nihilism is all that remains.
My dark essence matters vanish.
Depart me from my core.

All is dry all is empty
No matter what I try
Is always the same path.
I feel peace in my inside.
I feel peace in my inside.

No more war to fight my blood
For all is over in my dying world.
Sweet whispers are my own whispers…

All is dry all is empty.
All is dry all is empty.
Is always the same path.
I feel peace in my inside.
I feel peace in my inside…

No light comes from my spark,
While my internal fire dies,
Maybe is time to leave all ways,
No more black magic for me at the end.

In my dark room.
Nihilism.
My dark essence matter vanish.
Depart me from my core.