歌词
Sole nothingness.
The scattered debris
of a once higher self.
A formerly stout pillar
in the midst of ruins -
once strong,
now cut down by weakness -
like an oak without roots.
And Nihil arose from emptiness -
the devil’s most beautiful temptation.
The only escape in a world
defined by absurdity?
Or at least...
The highest form
of self-fulfillment
among pale ashes?
Oh sweet decadence.
Let us open Pandora’s box...
again and again and again.