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Fuck...
All these rasshole lies
All this fucking confusion
I don't even know
Christ
No
I just don't fucking know
Pt. I
Voices
Altered choices
Fractured silence
Whistled noises
Fused
Surface
Senses
Worsen
Abundant
Cursing
Ouroborus
Lurking
Absent
Inspiration
Solvent
Recognition
Flotsam
Drifting
On Illusion
Behold
The recurrence
Of a dysfunctional
Cerebral
Nation...
Pt. II
Near...
Far...
Peace...
War...
Forward...
Behind...
Enmeshed
Brittle hands of time
Expectations
A trap
Salutations
A trap
Hope
A trap
Wounds of a soul
Erects
Parasitic facts
Blackened sun
Sundays are black
Cloak the moon
Stars retract
Father Mars
Mother Venus
Knows pain
Is holiness
The gate is lowered
Yet it's locked
What options can bloom
When you live
To rot
In
Hell...?
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