Текст песни All for Nothing - An Empty City

Without a bundle of paper, those who have perished
And are falling from grace
Let's write the book of the dead
The misery to grow in a lonely lake though
The only treasure is the treasures thrown in by those
That came for nothing
Striving to build a quest to let themselves drown in the dead
Where is your so-called god?
Is the world still the body again and again?
Is the first name God?
Now stands the dead body in the tomb
Hiding one face to less scars
When you're gone
I see the small pearl around my neck
The first born of yokes and commitment to decay
Like the monsters that grow floating inside my brain
Contradiction, all the comments of the scriptures
Brings me to hell
Get away
Where is your so-called god?
Is the world still the body again and again?
All for nothing
Now stands the dead body in the tomb
No issue
I'm nothing, not in the world
I won't need to listen to do a thing
All these words are for nothing
Nothing to call back
Nothing to call back