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Temper the burn
With the death of a night, unending
The voices fall again
In judgement and scorn
The sky disappears
To fragment our blind perception
Forge every waking thought
And stoke our fears
To the tune of the apocalypse
To the tune of the apocalypse
Brave the silent hours
Resist the fail state
There is death inside
And nothing but failure
And you will never know its name
You will never know its name
