| Concussive blast cascading
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| Freezing fast, self deflating
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| Brooding waste fed to the pyre
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| Static tirade uninspired
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| Mocking every move, question every step
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| Wasting fleeting moments with every breath
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| Falling faster into lesser light
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| As i come screaming in on certain death
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| Existence granted, damnation earned
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| Infested seed, the infection worse
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| Relent in silence, every hour dire
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| You fool, you wretch, you foul conspirer
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| Whither in waiting, rejecting the host
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| Converse in silence, always alone
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| I tire in this torment, I languish all in stride
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| Try to cling to every moment and it washes with the tide
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| I converse with this conspirer, more so than all the rest
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| It assures me I am empty, never to confess
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| No sigil on my banner, waste every fleeting breath
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| Entrusted with a language, but dare not speak of death
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| Alone with this conspirer, refrain from all the rest
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| Our vigil keeps the moon lit, forgive less than we forget
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| I tire in this torment, I languish all in stride
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| Try to cling to every moment and it washes with the tide
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| I converse with this conspirer, more than all the rest
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| It assures me I am empty, never to forget
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| Expire in waiting
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| Converse in silence
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| Die alone
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| I tire in this torment, I languish all in stride
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| Try to cling to every moment and it washes with the tide
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| I converse with this conspirer, more than all the rest
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| It assures me I am empty, never to forget |