Purification from 37 Hours by Christoph-David Volbers

Look what made its way;
what is it waiting for?
We will accept our fate, since there's nothing we can do.

It won't hesitate
May it throw its might against us
bring the light that burns the filthy flesh off of our bones

Will it save itself?
When it sends us back
into the endless black, devoid of stars and dreams

How come the way back to nothingness
leads through the fire into the dark
the holy flame lights up the path
while our eyes begin to close

There is a play
taking place behind the curtain
all while it's blind to see the wold surrounding it

It's staying here
forever on stage
eventually the audience leaves and the void will take its place

Does it really think it's fighting the end boss,
o an island in the middle of the sea of stars?
The point's been made, there's really nothing to fight,all what's left is your mind playing tricks on you.

We feel the end
We sense the darkness
The hunt is over,
the fittest may survive

Destroy our body
Destroy our last free thought
Burn the tumors
From our bones

We take a last look at the stars
Before we fade into the dark
We've seen the virus win
We've seen our time has come

We feel the void...

• Metal
• concept album
• melodic death metal
• progressive
• science fiction
• soundtrack
• Lüneburg