Believe nothing, not even your own voice
Collapse relapse, swear I had a choice
Searing visions of future cremation
Can you come to terms with immolation?

Shut up
You're wrong

Panic beyond any soon return
Fear fuels this napalm gait
Shattered glass assimilates
Itself into every breath I take

Time will pull you in like a whirlpool and spit you back out without a second thought
You deserve redemption
But you can never take it

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