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O the ruins of |
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Utopia once again |
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Subterranean elegy, anthem from beyond the grave |
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The elements in change, everything is lost |
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Bound onto the aevum, the empty space my host |
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Bemoan the loss of life, but the end just stays the same |
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For this pathetic path |
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I walk awaits you all one single day |
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The aftermath of death, the loss of body and soul |
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Life... the epitome of affliction |
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Nihil Ex Nihilo |
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Life without end? |
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Postmortem empiricism, the only thing that remains |
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Life is paint, but death betrayed me just the same 13 candles on my grave but the memory is gone 13 candles flickering in the distance |
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As emptiness melts with my soul |
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Death is just a different path, but the pictures stay the same |
