Nothing

Dead, you are dead, you don't know that
 The spirit has gone, the only divinity
 Trapped in a cage that you thought is your life
 A coffin remains as your only abode
 How many hours
 How many nights
 How many curses
 Nothing is more than nothing at all
 Look at what is left
 In the crimson debris
 Look at the faces
 Morosely reflecting the empty shell
 No sanctity
 No epitaph
 No choir of angels
 Is waiting for you on the other side
 Nothing
 You are, you were, you will be
 Nothing at all
 How many hours
 How many nights
 How many curses
 Nothing is more than nothing at all
 Look at what is left
 In the crimson debris
 Look at the faces
 Morosely reflecting the empty shell
 Your name is an insult
 Your efforts a joke
 Your last breath will vanish
 And with it, the last remnant of nothing at all
 Nothing
 You are, you were, you will be
 Nothing at all
 How many hours
 How many nights
 How many curses
 Nothing is more than nothing at all
 No sanctity
 No epitaph
 No choir of angels
 Is waiting for you on the other side
 Nothing
 You are, you were, you will be
 Nothing at all