And after years in dark tunnels He came to silence
There was nothing
He realised that the cheering cries of worship Were but echoes of his harsh outspoken word Reflecting back at him from cold and naked walls In hollow circles fled illusions of wisdom he had heard
From nothing came all I ever knew
And he beheld the ruins Of an empire torn apart Yet, no grief nor rage did bind him Just silent and bewildered By the emptiness He stumbled off his throne
Suddenly, the walls around him cracked wide open And an endless void appeared in flickering, grey light What force, but silence, has deprived me of my coil?
No trail to guide me. No point of reference in sight
By nothing, resurrection will be pure
And he beheld the ruins Of an empire torn apart Wiping dust off his shoulders Just silent now In this emptiness Leaving all behind
Step by step Past all past Slowly he approached the surface Nothing left To sacrifice The mirrors mocked him on the way
