[Verse 1] The chanting still echoes, a residue grim, But now a great silence begins to swim Around and within, a vast, empty space, A glimpse of the nothing that time can't erase. A feeling of falling into an endless abyss, The Architect's realm, where no solace exists. [Chorus 1] Glimmers of the Void, a terrifying sight, A window to nothingness, devoid of all light. A presence that watches from the infinite black, A hunger for ending, there's no turning back. Glimmers of the Void, a chilling display, Of the fate that awaits at the end of the way. [Verse 2] Within this deep quiet, a flicker appears, Not of light, but of absence, amplifying fears. A shape without contour, a void in the void, A sense of awareness, utterly destroyed Of warmth or of life, just a cold, empty stare, A glimmer of something that shouldn't be there. [Chorus 2] This emptiness breathes with a sentience unknown, A vast, uncaring power upon its dark throne. It reaches for meaning, but finds only null, A cosmic indifference, both frightening and dull. Glimmers of the Void, a truth hard to face, The insignificance of our time and our space. [Bridge 1] Is this the true form of the Architect's desire? A return to the nothing, consumed by cold fire? This infinite blackness, it calls and it yearns, For the final erasure, the lesson it learns. [Outro] A sense of connection to this empty expanse, A feeling of falling into a timeless trance. The void seems to whisper, a beckoning call, To surrender existence and abandon it all.
