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Laid To RestFire bursts, brilliant flash of lightMutilated and alone, hopeless is my plight Flesh bubbling, excoriates away Life and death calling, do I die today MINDS BEG TO MEND COMPASSION'S AT ITS BITTER END MARCH... UNTIL YOUR LAST BREATH MARCH... INTO YOUR DEATH MARCH... UNTIL YOUR LAST BREATH MARCH... INTO DEATH Unspoken scream, numb to the myriad of dead Friends once filled with life are numbers now instead Silent eyes, void of zealous vigor Thoughts and remembrances remain to linger MINDS BEG TO MEND COMPASSION'S AT ITS BITTER END MARCH... UNTIL YOUR LAST BREATH MARCH... INTO YOUR DEATH MARCH... UNTIL YOUR LAST BREATH MARCH... INTO DEATH Blackened roar ruptures the darkened sky Lucidity and emotion, daily they are tried Arbitrary choice, distinguishing what is real Pain, sorrow and anguish are all that I can feel |