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Longing for the past
Cursing the present
Dreading the future
Lost in reality

Scouring unholy memories
To find the missing link
A reason for strife

Looking at the husk of my former self
Burnt out eyes
Soul is seeping black
Bound to dwell in misery

Am I the only one who grasps the extent of decay?
In this plane of existence knowledge is a curse

Scouring unholy memories
To find the missing link
A reason for strife

In this noxious reality
There's only collective blindness
To open eyes one must be a prophet
Yet they only preach about fool's paradise

Must I take it in my own hand then?
To become a doomsayer who will rumble the earth
I shall go into exile
And return with unvarnished truth

The one who endured aeons of solitude
Returned with the book of truth
Wrote it on his own skin
He gave up his soul in exchange for knowledge

Beware of the robed and eyeless man
Should his voice touch your ear
He will numb your senses
And you shall share his fate

You reach for the light
And stumble into darkness

The search for enlightenment leads you to the ultimate conclusion
The grand scheme of ruin is revealed
Shrouded minds, rotten vessels, misplaced hope
The axiom of this rancid world is hollow existence

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