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Slipping swiftly into the

deepening tide

of oblivion.

A way to forget

our past failures.

Settling into the abyss

of complacency,

this is the nectar of my salvation (salvation).

Now take back your lies

they've compromised.

Tour ideals

are a fleeting glimpse

of the lie you seek.

Chasing a hollow crown

with no end in sight.

There is more to this life.

Take your soul and find

a new path.

We have sacrificed ourselves

for no leaders.

Drinking deep the water

of the righteous,

the devil is in disguise

wearing a cross and robes.

In their arms I found salvation

bleeding me dry.

Deep into the darkness I sink

with no memory

of the tides of woe.

Pushing away the seeping light,

I'm left to resume my plight.

In their arms I found salvation

bleeding me dry.

Why can I not see

the dead in me (the dead in me).

Feel the weight

of the crown of thorns

pulling you down.

I watch as the world

is drowned by the sea

and all that is

is obsolete (obsolete).

Stare into the fire

on this final day.

Stare into the abyss

this final night.

And welcome your oblivion.