Soon the sick part is here
The part where i must feel
Awakened by my thoughts
Of the impending end
Alone – i face the cross
I have no friends – not here
Carry on – you die alone
My desperation grows – it’s showing
Ill tempered, ill disposed – of the forgotten
Temptation has no fear
Decisions all come near
Carry on – all by yourself
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