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(Living, you're looking at death, from the time you are a child to the time you get grey you are dying)

(Living is much more difficult)

(We've had as much of this world as you're gonna get, lets just be done with it)

(Let's be done with the agony of it)

Liars

From a burning pulpit drawing moths

A promise of warmth as flames engulf

The world around is all but lost

The lie wears thin, they cull the flock

Keep shuffling along

These chains grow heavy

This space feels wrong

Just need to follow

Where am I going

Where have I been

These walls grow narrow

Keep in line

Tension's building

Nearing time

Head on the block

Waiting for a blade

They thrive on suffering

How long will we wait

They'll take it all

Stripped to your core

Never enough

Theirs always more

(I know no sorrow that it's over, I'm glad it's over)

(No more pain after now, no more pain)

They'll kill us all

A mercy now

(Mercies, mercies, mercies, mercies, mercies, mercies, mercies, mercies, mercies, mercies)

They keep pushing toward the cliff

Twisted

Broken

Wilted

Futile

Cull

No funeral pyre

No memorium

Another for the culling

I'm scum