TRACK-04. VOID Hook the arteries-Inject the plague... Begin the process of slow death... It will take a thousand years... The soul never existed-neither did you... Fill the void with BLACK! Forget love, forget hate... All that is left now is FEAR! DIE in the burned out corpse-room of FEAR! Your name is on the wall... Watch it all rot away... You have become the cancer... YOU are the dis-ease... Pitch black death is all that is left... FILL THE VOID WITH BLACK!