Makers of Nihility

	作词 : Jesse Price/Michael Greenwood/Matt Perrine/Casey Tyson-Pearce/Cole Rideout/Colton Bennett
	作曲 : Jesse Price/Michael Greenwood/Matt Perrine/Casey Tyson-Pearce/Cole Rideout/Colton Bennett
	Whats all the trouble
	What is your state of mind?
	Are you afraid to leave this ****ing world all behind?
	When will you contemplate
	The possibility
	That there is nothing more than your own contortion of your entity
	I am in control of my own life
	How are we sure we're not just the smoke on the horizon?
	Slowly passing agonizing
	Along with the wind to dissolve into the rest of fate
	Fascinated in conclusion desolation
	I will fall into the far corners
	Of torment as I rot and lament
	Till Im sick and I'm bent in the arms of suffocation
	No more will I last and this life will just pass
	Do I advocate demise?
	What do you see in your own eyes
	Why don't we all give up?
	Existence is your own
	Between the mystics and the thrown
	The power leads you to believe
	That death is the wrong answering
	Watch as the torment tears and contorts
	With your sanity
	Your mind is bent by the
	Makers of Nihility
	Our fire burns
	We'll always fight
	Our fire burns
	To live or die
	Die
	I will not bow the **** down
	Bow the **** down to me
	Bow the **** down
	Bow the **** down to me
	Bow the **** down

	zuò cí : Jesse Price Michael Greenwood Matt Perrine Casey TysonPearce Cole Rideout Colton Bennett
	zuò qǔ : Jesse Price Michael Greenwood Matt Perrine Casey TysonPearce Cole Rideout Colton Bennett
	Whats all the trouble
	What is your state of mind?
	Are you afraid to leave this ing world all behind?
	When will you contemplate
	The possibility
	That there is nothing more than your own contortion of your entity
	I am in control of my own life
	How are we sure we' re not just the smoke on the horizon?
	Slowly passing agonizing
	Along with the wind to dissolve into the rest of fate
	Fascinated in conclusion desolation
	I will fall into the far corners
	Of torment as I rot and lament
	Till Im sick and I' m bent in the arms of suffocation
	No more will I last and this life will just pass
	Do I advocate demise?
	What do you see in your own eyes
	Why don' t we all give up?
	Existence is your own
	Between the mystics and the thrown
	The power leads you to believe
	That death is the wrong answering
	Watch as the torment tears and contorts
	With your sanity
	Your mind is bent by the
	Makers of Nihility
	Our fire burns
	We' ll always fight
	Our fire burns
	To live or die
	Die
	I will not bow the down
	Bow the down to me
	Bow the down
	Bow the down to me
	Bow the down