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the fine game of nil - foreboder lyrics

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like an insect
in the rain
you’d convulse and die
unclean and
thriving on pain
long live the parasite

absorbed in your grandiloquent
self-serving illusion
awash in stockholm syndrome
at the hands of grandiose delusion

i feel you run your chilling fingers
across the ridges of my spine
i see the wake of those i’ve lived for die
and know i next in line

it’s a common cliche but we’ve grown as sheep
we discard our old age and p-ss away our youth
you’ve made sure to sink me waist deep
in an ever stagnant tide of truth

now finish the job and drown me
drown me
drown me

life; erase me
death; embrace me
life; erase me
death; embrace me

wrap your noose of false sympathy
around my sense of purpose
sever all ties like veins and bleed
my life is f-cking worthless

is there a way to see the errors of my ways?
because time won’t seem to tell
i’ve sleepwalked through decades of my life
i could’ve spent doing anything else

where the h-ll do i transcend?
i just hope that death is the end
i want it
i want it
where the h-ll do i transcend?
but if death is not the end
what is?
what is?
what is?

- foreboder lyrics

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