slave to monotony another breath breads futility this is not a life a trace of reality
disease of existing life holds only shame for me slipping from importance as I turn away
cold hands breaking apart this will not come to pass we are all so alone and I'm lying
here in a pool of my own disgust a frail ritual practiced with apathy if this is what
life has to offer color me dead and left to the vultures armed to the teeth with denial
suffocate the slave as therapy for the insane and a lesson the the unforgiven waking to
the bleak disturbing sound of nothingness no one to save us this has been set by the
eyes of the un-desired dead to the world and tapped clean of all effort tie the
tourniquet tight bleed the infection away know that an effort of trying is an effort
towards dying in vain life's a fable of pride taught to mask the pawn I've taken what
you've given and turned it into nothing killed myself to redefine suffering leave me
here to rot find a flame choose a stake close your eyes and pass away


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Seventyfive - Twentyfive song meanings
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