(claude s)

Nothing really matters, we all turn
To dust, you know that? nothing is
Forever, everything will end in
Silence

Nothing has a reason until it?s
Defined by us, and nothing is elusive
As long as you have the will to
Look

To give way to the new, to take away
The farkness of our hearts,
Replace the things that hurt
To createsomething

Nothingnothing becomes something
Nothingnothing becomes something