The congregation mourn the pale and listless,
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Sullen eyes were blind to you
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Then let blindness be their only truth,
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Sightless wisdom in the shade of longing
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For failure comes in many disguises, vicious flaws entombed by prose
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Then let this grave hold their only secret,
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Sightless wisdom in the shade of longing
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Upon these grounds dwells an aura of mourn where every womb-bound soul shall awaken stillborn
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The congregation celebrate their shame,
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Sullen eyes blinded by guilt
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Then let this guilt be their only virtue,
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United by their flaws
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Upon these grounds dwells an aura of mourn where every womb-bound soul shall awaken stillborn
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Let blindness be their only truth
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Let guilt be their only virtue
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Let this grave hold their only secret
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Sightless wisdom in the shade of longing
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Upon these grounds dwells an aura of mourn where every womb-bound soul shall awake stillborn.
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Sightless Wisdom
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