Senses go cold, bright eyes fade
Blame the hunter with the double-edged blade
There will be no undying memory
But the memory of futility

Kiss your bloodstained lips
Smile your fake, fake smile

Modern illusions, cut to shreds
Mourn the faceless mass on which depended
There will be no undying memory
But the memory of sterility


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