When All Is None - Septicflesh

So they promised you the stars

The happiness of your distant hopes

But as you tried to catch the moon

Its silver cape slipped through your fingers

Fake was the dawn of their mortality

You are drowning from the flow of your emotions

When all is none

There is a miracle for every soul

An easy way to loose control

The puppeteer and his dolls entertain the frantic crown

Invisible lands your stolen laughs

When all is none

When all is none

Who would be the most competent guardian for you

Than yourself?

Always in range

Under detention even at your sleep

Your life a white chalk on a small blackboard

When all is none

Die

When all is none