On the first day of nothing
The moon told him to go
Or punished he shall be
With gusts of freezing cold.
On the second day of nothing
The sun begged him to leave
Or she shall embrace him,
Burns deep under his skin.
On the third day of nothing
The planets screamed with rage
United they'd be and
Cast him out with flames.
On the fourth day of nothing
The Devil said hello.
Embracing all the gods he knew,
The game they shall begin.
On the fifth day of nothing
He felt his skin dissolve
And felt the rain pouring down
Although the sky was dry.
The world it has vanished,
All that's left it's shards of stone
And one faithful man who hasn't yet let go
The universe swallowed
Every single thing he loved
And the planets don't know, oh,
Why he's holding on.
Hold on to a fraction of your sanity
Hold on, ooh
Go on, live in consciousness eternally
Go on, ooh
On the sixth day of nothing
Salvation was announced
It rang aloud in his head
Only for him to hear
Surrounding him vast nothingness
The punishments at halt
And all that he could ask himself was
"Why did I hold on?"
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