I climb this mound of flesh and blood to prove what you say is true. You may have written the words to these songs, but I'll be the one to see them through. And I'll take what you've shown me to start my own path to stand with you as equals, on the precipice, and never look back.
To where we all would fall into the same fate, falling asleep in early graves. Where we could make promises that we would never keep, foolish as the ocean is deep.
These roads just keep getting longer and every staircase taller. But the brightest of suns is waiting for us at the end of the tunnel. But those blinding lights only lead to night so we fall further down into the hole we've dug for ourselves inside the cold, dead ground. Inside the cold, dead ground, we die without a sound.
Nilbog
Fumblerooski
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