You are the ones that will free us from colours   That will free us from words   Squeezed in the rock of existence   We never experienced anything else   Mind, moment, spark-there's nothing   The weight of this world breaks my spine   So maybe emptiness completes existence?   Does something that never was exist?   Destroy, change- you are unable   Hatred, fear, frustration- laughter   Is it possible to be in the temple of nothingness?   World is you, you're the eternal everything   Never-always, one- nothing   You think that destruction is the way   Let your own pain be the answer   For nothingness, for non-existence in emptiness   Being for not being, religion of black hole   Did we find already:   Can something that never was give us an answer:   What you truly hate is a part of you   World without move, we flow in substance   Devoured by perfect entirety   Homogenous millions of perfect shape