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We are what you created.
We are what you created.
I crawled through the nether.
There will be hell to pay, it just won’t be from me.
We can return to all that we have lost to this withered earth.
Let me close my eyes to sleep.
This shard of glass refracts a darker past.
Sink while you bathe in hallucination.
Swallowed by the womb of death.
The time lays waste to ashes, my soul lays waste the broken mind.