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The going price for solace leads to deficiency.

We break our backs for just one day of peace.

Amidst the barren affect so full of apathy.

This grave you're digging will take you with me.

Inside the brine with no truth in sight.

I crush my bones just to make amends.

In vain, a pact is made.

In vain, I give refuge.

In vain, a search for peace.

In vain, everything.