Nulla Res from Mercator by HERUVIM

the closer you get to hell
the further you will be from it,
you are hidden among the hidden,
born without a name, calling yourself - no one

you don't need anything
your eyes are black like an abyss
if you had a soul, it would be
as if you don't exist

inexistent

they confuse you with someone they used to know
but you are not him, and you are not you, because you don't exist
because you are no one
because you are nobody

you are locked here, this body is a prison
you are looking for a way out, there is only one
through death and suffering
just like you came here

in agony, screams and blood,
leaving this house of pain - no one

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