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I'm feeling the failure as I'm feeding the vultures

I was looking for answers, now I'm looking for closure

There's too much light in the center of my quarters

And the Cerberus howls as its giving the orders

This lifelong struggle must be our downfall

Inside the reticle is the cause of it all - shoot and end it forever

Ancient pains from the loss of blood

Forgotten worlds of personal Hell

It felt like such a waste as all his offerings fell