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Night of the Soul

Brotality

Rot, gave birth to piles of rot
In my mind, flooding in apathy
I am fearful of the flesh I cannot see
These tears will draw you near

I know that this is nothing real
So I will starve until I'm gone
I'm gone
Gone

I am longing for a life I've never lived
Will you be here when I fail you?

I know that this is nothing real
So I will starve until I'm gone
I'm gone
Gone

I cannot sleep without you near
My eyes will close without the Sun
I cannot sleep if you're not here
But if you go, leave the light on, on, on