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Never Sing Again.
Tasting Iron.
Call for high tides,
And call for sun fall
Call for community
Then call for these walls.
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Drown.
Full Collapse.
Disappear.
Autumn Leaves.
Exhausted.
Trap Doors.
Rot.
War.
Tasting Iron.
Your walls.
Drought.
Drift, Sink, Die.
Tonight Tonight.
Illusions.
Vanity.
Father Time.
Your melody is my company.
What it’s like to be dead.
Character Flaws.
You always were a wishful thinker.
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