The Slow Kill In The Cold
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Throw Out And Kill Nurish And I'll Breathe The Death Die Some Because Emptiness Has Grown Old Fire Descending The Slow Kill In The Cold Cast Me Into Depths Observe Slowly Sinking Down Through Dark Waters The Reflection Of Dead Eyes A Dark Figure Blinded By The Rage And Tripped In Chaos Running Into Walls
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