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Set to fail
I cannot grant this spirit

Picked away
Like a dead seed
Hope to find
Grace

In our callous air
You'd be a victim
Ignored from creation
From a spark to
A withering flame

Harsh days
Lay viciously
Waits vile

(You'd) come to find
Beauty
Through war
Through pain

In our callous air
You'd be a victim
Ignored from creation
From a spark to
A withering flame

In our callous air
You'd be a victim
Ignored from creation
From a spark to
A withering ...flame

Nothing good could ever come from this
A death in form of life
Her eyes so inviting
But beyond, disease
She would carry you
With the deepest love
And banish you in
Dark hate

In this I was dead
And so were you…

Walls
Break
Hang
Die

Walls
Fear
Hang
Die

In our callous air
You'd be a victim
Ignored from creation
From a spark to
A withering flame

In our callous air
You'd be a victim
Ignored from creation
From a spark to
A withering flame

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