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“Can you feel that soil covering your coffin?”
“Can you feel that soil covering your coffin?”
Faith divides us, death unites us.
We’re not meant to die with the inside unknown.
Even through the darkest days, this fire burns, always
I wanna burn through the atmosphere, soar like a meteor tonight.
You’ve had a thousand lives, now you’re down to one.
Above the sands of time its shadow is cast again, the monolith returns demanding passage.
The hangman’s service to disciples of progress.
Now what you sow you will reap, judgement doesn’t sleep.