Waking in apallic hibernation, back to my shapeless enclosure A dry undertow is dragging me down into shallow blood There’s no way to be saved from the past Catharsis overstrained
Beyond repentance this life ends - These throes are so sensational! Now storms gather to shatter and scatter in funereal gravity
Belonging to the past I had to cling to the ordeal until the end For mine was the failure to thrive
A desiccated cesspit lays bare a ravening crevasse Brimming of hopes and dreams in outmost distress Wretched is the unjust wrath - out of control As dolorousness is flaring up for the last time
Greater than any mercy is the trespass I beg the sunless skies to make this the final elegy With crimson waters wrench is set adrift There's no salvation in this severance
Crestfallen and invertebrate More than jaded to contempt Suffused by wafts of mist I am The final face is drawn
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