At the Gates
The Nightmare of Being
[Verse 1]
Within its black womb
The edge of a dreamless void
Into an abyss dead
The primal chaos
In its most naked form
Submit to its blind laws

[Pre-Chorus]
The fragmentation of the starving universe
Turn, black
A life without world
Into an abyss of pure lucidity
Pitch, black
Our poisonous veil

[Verse 2]
Upon the wheel of lies
In morbid sleep of death

[Pre-Chorus]
To perpetuate our impermanence
Turn, black
Our poisonous veil
The negativity and the phenomena
Pitch, black
A life without world
[Chorus 1]
The parasites of the subconscious
Our perception – From the arc of the skull
The indifference illuminated
And to nothingness we will return

[Bridge]
The swarming absence, in darkened minds
Under a monochrome sky
Our dimension – Under attack
And now the beacon turns black

[Pre-Chorus]
The fragmentation of the starving universe
Our poisonous veil
Into an abyss of pure lucidity
Our poisonous veil

[Chorus 2]
Disintegration of our masters
All of their radiance and their truth
As we vanish into havoc
And the unfathomable

[Outro]
The nightmare of being
Now our mutations roam blind
The nightmare of being
The nightmare of being
Now our mutations roam blind
The nightmare of being