The Dopamine Void, Pt. I Songtext

Holding on, destined to act in the place of a faceless god
Holding out, waiting for great reward at the end of an endless road

Emptiness awaits, everything real will drift into darkness and disappear
No joy to be told at the end of the world

There is nothing
Nothing awaits with arms as a vacuous maw
There is nothing
There is nothing at all