Subterranean Sun کے بول

Dead Dead silence At the mental tundra Nothing There is nothing In the lucid skies Subterranean sun Enclosed in flames Subterranean sun A heart ablaze Subterranean sun Enclosed in flames Subterranean sun A heart ablaze I listen But everything is quiet I feel nothing But nothingness I scream But yet I am silent I see nothing But my own reflection Nothing breeds nothing Fundamental ruse Finds no terrain In quintessence of void I grasp for the few Crumbs of substance Subterranean sun Enclosed in flames Subterranean sun A heart ablaze I crave to rise victorious Again and again and again I wander into the desert To see the starlit skies I crave to rise