| La Fin Absolue Du Monde |
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| Withering, diminishing, becoming what I loathe. |
| Monsterous and hideous, breaking every mirror. |
| I can’t look at myself anymore. |
| I can’t look at myself anymore. |
| I can’t save what’s left of me, my vow broken in every way. |
| Everyday I become less like me. |
| Chained to a world I despise. |
| Death in disguise. |
| My innocence corroded. |
| No truth, only lies. |
| I can’t look at myself anymore. |
| I can’t look at myself anymore. |
| I can’t save what’s left of me, my vow broken in every way. |
| Everyday I become less like me |
