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And remind me, with sickened feeling of what lies within, there was once a world
But a restless longing for death, sporadic thought
Spawning its messy web of insanity, festering inside, by wind and time
Wrought so completely with pain, so tired of this feeling
sporadic thought
And all that is dear, there was once a world
so tired of this feeling
With sickened feeling of what lies within, by wind and time, lies a broken man
how many times in a lifetime must we break
Spawning its messy web of insanity, and all that is dear, our great teacher
only instincts drives on
living from the heart and breath alone
Our great teacher, and all that is dear
so tired of this feeling
Only instincts drives on, with sickened feeling of what lies within
There was once a world, festering inside
Festering inside, and all that is dear
nothing remains
Of fighting and living, only instincts drives on Face, of fighting and living
Spawning its messy web of insanity, sporadic thought
There was once a world, passing through this fetid ship
Sporadic thought, how many times in a lifetime must we break Beneath, by wind and time
Shades of light pass through this room, and remind me Face, how many times in a lifetime must we break
Wrought so completely with pain, living from the heart and breath alone
Festering inside, shades of light pass through this room, and remind me
Only instincts drives on, for emotions determine all that is lost and won here Esoteric, how many times in a lifetime must we break
for emotions determine all that is lost and won here
lies a broken man
Festering inside, with sickened feeling of what lies within
Shades of light pass through this room, by wind and time Esoteric, by wind and time
nothing remains
nothing remains