Nothing Exists Beyond Me
OBEYER
Martyr, dance in the cold of my embrace
Drenched in the blood you spilled
Crushed by the belief instilled
Hold on as you descend
Into my cradled arms built of sin
I lay deep inside
You blindly follow
As my nails sink in further
Increasing your absence
Suffer in this pit of decay
I won't be there when there's nothing left to gain
Soaked in this fallacy of forever
Immortal delusion reigns
There is a simple truth
Nothing exists beyond me
And with my hands wrapped around your throat
Condemned by these scriptures of woe
When you beg for me, you beg for death
Beg for death
When you beg for me, you beg for death
There is a simple truth
Nothing exists beyond me
And with my hands wrapped around your throat
Condemned by these scriptures of woe
I lay deep inside
You blindly follow
As my nails sink in further
Increasing your absence
Beg for death