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There was a curse invented by a weeping God

An illusionist; destroyer of the basic maths

Myths for the miserable, myths for the miserable

A life in ache, this is your final lamentation

Surreal reality, anatomical deceptions

The inconceivable, just before your freezing death

Myths for the miserable, myths for the miserable

As you tunnel through the glowing grit

Tectonic plates smash beneath your knees

An unilluminated path

Enter the palace of your memories

Impossible, formidable beast

Swordbreaker

Odorless, unforgivable peace

Womb sounds

Absorbed into rivers of sleep

There is no wane to your misery

No! Nothing is nothing!

The planets taunt you with their crippling whispers

Come forth, down we lie

Come forth, down we lie

Come forth, down we lie

Come forth, down we lie

Down