AngelMaker - Makers of Nihility lyrics

What's all the trouble What is your state of mind? Are you afraid to leave this f**ing world all behind? When will you contemplate The possibility That there is nothing more than your own contortion of your entity I am in control of my own life How are we sure were not just the smoke on the horizon? Slowly pa**ing agonizing Along with the wind to dissolve into the rest of fate Fascinated in conclusion desolation I will fall into the far corners Of torment as I rot and lament Till I'm sick and I'm bent in the arms of suffocation No more will I last and this life will just pa** Do I advocate demise? What do you see in your own eyes Why don't we all give up? Existence is your own Between the mystics and the thrown The power leads you to believe That d**h is the wrong answering Watch as the torment tears and contorts With your sanity Your mind is bent by the Makers of nihility Our fire burns, we'll always fight Our fire burns to live or die, die I will not bow the f** down Bow the f** down to me Bow the f** down Bow the f** down to me Bow the f** down