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Stranded, the rude awake

Clinging to each braeth I take

Existance just a cruel mistake

Look into my own reflection

Search the void for soul protection

I am the Immaculate Mis-Conception

FEAR

STALKS ME NOW

WAIT

The sun is high now I'm half dead

Weak from hours, I have bled

Ephemera - for death I'm bred

Help me now, dont let go

Change what I already know

As I watch my lifeblood flow

Going out with God, but no one understands

Born to die, take my hands

Soon my body lies in the sands

Titan drops and greets the night

Prepare to blacken my own light

A losers lament is all that I write

Morning - fool, evening - wise

I know my destiny, no fatal dice

Once I walked on water, now I skate upon thin ice

Nature's freak - what is my crime??

Moon is full - no more time

Ephemera - now I'm dying............