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end studies - seeming lyrics

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i was taught the language of the old gods, the last new child of the lost regimes. i boarded up the school once i had learned the trade of drawing down the curtains at the end of dreams

the future won’t belong to any fatherhood of gold. the future’s far beyond what they think. the future will border*less and red and queer and gold, for i was born to make my kind extinct

end studies
end studies
end studies
let me tell you ’bout
end studies

i’m the final fading echo of the final sounding note of the symphony that k!lled a symphony. i’ll be sealing up the trench where every shipwreck goes to sink. yes i was born to make my kind extinct

singing in the language of the first gods, and no*one’s gonna sing like this again. they’ll have bodies made of hummingbird and cassowary, but there’s one thing you’ll need before it can begin

end studies
end studies
oh oh oh, end studies
end studies

- seeming lyrics

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