Zeromax - Oblivion 2 (Original Mix)

Watching everyone into the voiding
Distraction that the weak enjoy.
Not about the feed, not a slipping off the edge.
Standing fully conscious of the sharpest ledge.
You know fake void of flesh with the abyss.
Carrying a quiet pallet through the cold white mist.
I don't move.
She can keep the mind unto guarding everybody where the silence is born.
Cut off the memories pass.