A Pond without Drops - Gorath

Roar from this day

and stop no more

Enslave them all

and finish it in full glory

The apocalypse is there

Salvation is nearby

All thoughts are bonded in just one

They project what eyes cannot see

Hollow words screaming are less than nothing

May fear be the world its travel guide

And may we all turn to dust for a while

For we are no more than just a second of eternity

All thoughts combined into one

A mass revelation gathers strength

Many are there

Yet none understands

We are all worthless slaves

Black with no single colour at all

Swimming in a pond without drops!

We are all taking way too much

Waiting for hell to come down