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Despicable Void Of Life And Awaiting...Death
The fragments of my flesh are engraved in the body that I am impelled to live with
The body that I have long forgotten to respect and honor for the soul it embodies
My soul has everlasting somber strains of death temptations
Death which I have recited over the years of my tormenting life
Has become not only a companion
But I secret I have frequently confided in
For death embraces individuality whilst omitting the imperfect body of the imperfect soul
Into the looming world of nowhere
The world that will please the appetite of feeling like...