Negator - Honour Demise

Farewell, separate from meaningless life
That remains in everyone an every find
Take the last exit to the blue room and smile
The merger with nothingness

Neither misery nor sorrow
Just a cold black inside
In pain is glory
The pleasure, the honour of demise

Faith was her name, desperate illusion
Whore of the blind, bitch of my dreams
But it's always harder
To discharge the gleaming hopes in my mind