Songtexte Watching The Infinite Desolation - Goldenseed

Dweller of nowhere
A misanthropist facing the void
Eager of the unreachable horizon
Hearing the wistles of a dry breeze
Liquid sands are dancing
An infinite cyclic drumroll
Vortices of lifeless desolation
An inorganic habitat
My final abode
Air is my only nourishment
Sunlight never kissed my skin
A body that never functioned
The very monument of solitude
Molecular disgregation
While my sight remains fixed
Particles are spread to the infinity
Of that unreal vastness
Death - the only possible landscape
Void - to immobilize the matter
Black - the color of the unlight
Cold - a stiffness that cannot be reversed
Dweller of nowhere
A misanthropist facing the void
Eager of the unreachable horizon
Hearing the wistles of a dry breeze
Watching the infinite desolation
Molten into my dusty ancestors
No trace of my existence
Nor a feeble memory
Will survive the corrosive claws of time
Death - the only possible landscape
Void - to immobilize the matter
Black - the color of the unlight
Cold - a stiffness that cannot be reversed