I have called upon my Lord And he answered with spite With visions of endless halls echoing With the sound of vanity Desolation ♪ This being is a choir of endless woes Pleading for reason Compassion and meaning All of it slowly torn into silence In the walls of emptiness ♪ This being is a foundation of flesh To pave the way for a greater temple To create new is to destroy the old To ascend is to first descend into nothingness ♪ The meaningfulness of all life Was to seek redemption And I have found it in perdition I have called upon my Lord And he answered with spite With visions of endless halls echoing With the sound of vanity Desolation ♪ The bitter woe what we call hope (Starves in time) This earthly shell what we call life (Shatters with it) If it is redemption what I have yearned I have found it in damnation