never-ending this barren land is never-ending never-ending when will this season of bloodloss end? hope falls through the holes in my hands every hour is a shackle I curse my captor every divinity has forsaken me I curse my birth I curse this life I worship the God of slumber for death and sleep walk hand in hand these eyes will never lie
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