Emptiness Low song lyrics

The taste of life is out of reach

The inside digesting the grace to design and soon to expel

Intangible rests a movement

A scent for you to breed

A model to swallow for all generations

No more need to create

I am perfection

The supreme impure being you wish to become

The eye spy of our foul mother

Obvious as it is the same sphere

Today space and time stand against together

They're just unstable tools

No science anymore

Finally nobody's role to understand