Eternal Void’s Sting

"Eternal Void’s Sting" is not just a song. It is the scream of rupture carved into sound — a fusion of hypnagogic drift and frostbitten emotion. From the first whispered breath — "Void… break… stars disdain…" — to the final, fading echo — "Eternal Void… I’m the spark that turns…" — you are cast into a world where reality fractures like glass, and truth is but a fleeting shadow on the wall of a prison built from code. A world where silence cuts deeper than words. Where meaning trembles on the edge of collapse. And all that remains is the sting… Of something eternal. Void… break… stars disdain… Static burns, my truths unchain… Worlds collapse into abyssal dread, Eternity frays, its seams torn red. Stars sneer down with scornful gaze, On sins and dreams in a hollow maze. I shred the shackles of this cursed plane, Clutch at air — life’s a fleeting stain. Truth’s a shadow, it lingers near, I’ll find it, swear, or die in fear. Eternal Void’s Sting, I rise, I fight, Through neon haze, I claim my right. Ashes flare, they light my way, Who decides? I’ll break their play. Moon’s cold laugh mocks my doubt’s refrain, Icy judgment burns my sins’ old stain. Look within — just void’s embrace, We’re all to blame, but who sets the case? I tear the chains of this coded lie, Grasp at sparks — this isn’t life, goodbye. Truth’s a pulse, it hums so close, I’ll seize it, vow, or fade like ghosts. Eternal Void’s Sting, I soar, I scream, Through pixel storms, I shred the dream. Embers...