Love in the guise of empty purity
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Writhing in their graves
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Grief has set the stage
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Love in the guise of empty purity
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This is the end of the hunt
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The jackal's on his way
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Don't return his gaze
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These are the final days
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Grief has set the stage
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Fight back, fight back
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No more time for this
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Don't look, don't look
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These are final days
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Fight back, fight back
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Writhing in their graves
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I am sick of this
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Empty purity
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No more time for this
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Don't keep silent! We are writhing in our misgivings. Grief has set the stage. Our every breath is vain. Don't keep silent, Oh God, don't keep silent!
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Because if you keep silent, I have no reason left to speak.
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So I Asked The Gatekeeper
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| Not One Is Upright |
