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Never Sing Again.
Vanity.
In a life lived on knees.
No one is standing to speak.
There is nothing to live for.
And there are no gods to seek.
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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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