Zeromax - Oblivion 2 (Original Mix)

Watching everyone into the voiding
Distraction that the weak enjoy.
Not about the feed, not a slipping off the edge.
Standing fully conscious of the sharpest ledge.
You know fake void of flesh with the abyss.
Carrying a quiet pallet through the cold white mist.
I don't move.
She can keep the mind unto guarding everybody where the silence is born.
Cut off the memories pass.
Looking through the surface of the shattered glass.
Heart stays steady while the heavy noise clears.
Holding in the center through the passing years.
They ask when the world fades out.
I'm stoic detachment.
Just oblivion cloud oblivion
Hey, hey, hey
Watching as the drugs into the void
Pressure on the system with the core remains on the loid.
Foxes try to drink what is long cast away.
I just the shadows burning brain alone in the quiet locked inside the frame.
Mastering a vision elevated my own name.
No fake b*tching.
No need to pretend
I'm broken posture from beginning to the end.
I don't feel loud.
I just let the silence rain.
Holding my position on an empty plane.
Distance from distraction.
I'm seeing it clear.
Focused on the stage to the break is near.
No rushing.
No time to delay.
Step away.
Does my own way
They ask why the never clears my mind till
I'm sorry.
Stillness behind you heat.
Heat.
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Watching drugs into the void reaching out that cannot be destroyed.
Sparks in the bucket they illuminate the road
Carrying the weight of a heavy single load.
Stillness at the end of solid and deep.
Guarding everybody that they disappear.
No fake steps to be true to the drive.
Keeping all the harmony afford to keep alive like boom loud soul the floor unlocking every single opportunity door.
Rounded in the rhythm elevated in space leaving an invelopable mark in this place.
The ass
Oh you heat.
Heat heat.
Heat.
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Watching
Hold into the void.
The resting of distraction that the weak enjoy.
Not a dirty feet, not a slipping of the edge.
Standing fully conscious of the sharpest edge.
No fake void of flesh of the abyss.
Carrying a quiet power through the cold white mist.
I don't move.
She can keep the mind unto guarding everybody but the silence is born.
Gun fiction memories pass.
Look at the surface of the shattered glass
Heart stays steady while the heavy noise clears.
Loaded in the center through the passing years.
They ask
I'm a scam.
When the world fades out till
I'm stoic detachment just oblivion to cloud cloud oblivion oblivion
Watching on the drugs into the void
Pressure on the system with the gold remains all annoyed.
Fox is trying to trigger what it's long.
I just feel the pressure as the shadows turn gray.
Alone in the quiet, locked inside the frame
Mastering a vision, elevating my own name.
No fake tension, no need to pretend.
I'm broken.
Posture from beginning to the end.
I don't speak loud.
I just let the silence rain
Holding conversation on an empty plane
Distance from distraction.
I see clear
Focused on the standing to the break near motion.
No time to delay.
Step my own way.
They ask why the purpose never cleans my mind till
I'm sorry still the gold
Watching the controls into the void.
Out of monument that cannot be destroyed
Sparks in the illuminate the road
Carrying the weight of a heavy secret load.
Stillness that they send a solid and deep.
Guarding everybody that they disappear.
No fake steps.
Strictly true to the drive.
Keeping all the harmony afforded through the live
Soul on the floor.
Unlocking every single opportunity door.
Rounded in my rhythm.
Elevated in space.
Leaving an indelible in this place.
Yes.
Got my felt gold.
I'm standing resolute in oblivion oblivion heat.
Hey, Heat