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WastedGrimCurse
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WASTED

Blinded, through the glass

I can't clearly feel it.

Grounded, wrecked ship,

peacefully fulfilled.

Silence, all along

whispering spirits.

Painless, nevermore,

many thoughts undriven.

Just thin your gaze

struggling in vain

daring sensation

through resignation,don’t think!

Just thin your gaze

struggling in vain

daring sensation

through resignation, riding the air!

Blinded, through the glass

I can't clearly feel it.

Grounded, wrecked ship,

peacefully fulfilled.

Silence, all along

whispering spirits.

Painless, nevermore,

many thoughts undriven.

Just thin your gaze

struggling in vain

daring sensation

through resignation,don’t think!

Just thin your gaze

struggling in vain

daring sensation

through resignation, riding the air!

And now i humbly stand before the vortex

feeling a stabbing pain against my cortex

Finally i've come to realize the order

facing the void, reaching the border

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