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In this spiral, i, seek to remedy

A cure for the calling.

Blade to skin, as an answer to your voice

Drenched, myself in questions

Starved for your redemption

Carved, into flesh

And as i open up the door, the sight reflects no martyr

The feeling's numb, the time is gone

But i remain in silence

Unanswered as my offering expires

Your thirst has known no bounds

The rivers will be dried from all vitality it brought to no avail

Now you read between the lines, and see a different story

One of mourning, one of agony

Now you're feeding me my lines

Controlling what is left of me

I need the pain to stop, i need an answer for this life

And the bleeding stops unanswered,

Yet it never fails, to remind me

I've seen the world turn black, here at the spiral's end