Your purpose in life is the cessation of your own heartbeat...
To scratch at the dirt until your nails become blackened by the sludge of the earth that will swallow you and all of your memories
And as the most loathsome creature and the most selfish animal, who should be feeding on their own feces, this is what you deserve
Misery and a place at the bottom of the most obscure tombs
The only answer to the birth of life, is death
The only solution to your every breath, is the end
Death... will never be sin .. when it's the only gift that life can give
Haste, dogs...Find your means

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