Greed that's lecherous
Plateauing surface
Vast and featureless
Burst this abscess, no due process

Oh, abyssal
Oh, abyssal
Oh, abyssal

An abyssal plane
Hopeless, vain exchange
Fallen out of range
Callused from disdain
An abyssal dawn
Lowest eschelon
No one to lean on
Relic of bygones
An abyssal stage
Always disengaged
Useless coprophage
You don't own my rage

An abyssal plane
Whispering campaign
Nothing left to gain
Eminent domain

Is this the price we pay
For lives of potpourri?
Is this the way it goes?
Is this what has to be?