Everything Is Fire - Ulcerate

To our end

To our blackest days we have come

Our demise, barren and futile

We are lost without fate

Reap what we have sown

We diminish, all nameless

And the realisation manifests

Only once will this burn

To diminish, all nameless

Only once will this ever burn

Recreate our failure

To relive, to revel in the boundless shift

For the bane of man and of all

Is now imminent

And the realisation manifests

Only once will this burn

And the realisation manifests

For nothing we know

The hollow will of the undying faithful

Belies us

Belies our being

Between this state and the next

We are lost

We are without fate

This burning inside cannot be defined

Our empty convictions erode in time

Stand on the edge of abandon

And stare into the searing sun

Forfeit now

For nothing we know

Everything is fire