Surrounded By Infinite Nihilism Lyrics
Paintings depicting nightmares absurdsI fear what my own hands bring out of the clayColours out of controls melt in visions I fleeThe portrait changes itself by everydayI can't even look at my forsaken face With it wicked eyes it lurks aroundSeeking its reflection my eyes always downIt forces me to murder every nightAnd feed the colours with the taint of lifeRoting more by everyday as I glorify miseryIcons of oblivionTake forms into my handsTwisted writingsAs all around blurs and merges blackI forbid myself to create any furtherBut the creation holds me like a puppetPantomine without shapeI ritualise through painAnd I'm sureThat it livesIt seeks me outIt hunts me downIt feeds on meIt licks my fearsIt's eyes are evolving to pure evilnessPain. Art. Crime.It. is. I. The portrait changes itself by everydayI can't even look at my forsaken faceWith it wicked eyes it lurks aroundSeeking its reflection my eyes always downScissors will cut through all this lightAnd bring my eyes to nothingnessHow could obsessions follow me into monochromy?I won't even see the blood of my eyesWill reality fall with sight?Does anything exist out of colours?And the damned eyes of the mirrorWill they still see and look at me?
Love Lies Bleeding Surrounded By Infinite Nihilism
