Feeding the Emptiness Lyrics

Deificating ourselves,
We worship allmighty dust,
We feed the idols of vogue
Within us

We satisfy our egoes so blind and unhearing,
Hiding in bloom on the way to the withering

With every blow on its ebon wings
Time is turning us to nothing...
We are so helpless, decieving ourselves
We're just feeding the emptiness...

As now is dying away,
to be a sound from the past,
You sacrifice one more day,
Until the very last.

With every blow on its ebon wings
Time is turning us to nothing...
We are so helpless, decieving ourselves
We're just feeding the emptiness...

We try to win our desperate race,
Catching Time into minutes and hours,
We run, escaping to look in its face,
Still remaining unstained, not like ours...