"Extension To Nothingness" lyrics

We nothing are but the ashtray of our own unattainable dreams
Shadows of what we once were
The clock is slowing ticking
On our way we should have run faster
The truth is out there
And as an extension to nothingness
We turn our back to the light
For they hold the digit that colors the sky
As a burning attempt to burn us all
Just a form, not a human
Just a number, not a face
Just another lost maggot in this puile of rotten bodies
Just a number, not a face
Just a code, not a soul
We all know suffering is so much better
Its odor is worth worship
Like the pale creature once told
I envy who all the world holds
Hid as they climb
Those lying bodies rot
Underneath the falling laws
Just a form, not a human
Just a number, not a face
They deny both fear and time
Just a number, not a face
Just a code, not a soul
And as their fall begins
Joy and calm takes over
Till death shows its cards
Till the void opens once more
No last tales shall be told