Orwellian - Novel Of DespairLyrics
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Do you remember my generation of places
Our convictions still will burn
The blade brushes the surface of her flesh
Her skin crawls with apprehension
Realization of her imminent demise
Reflections of horror begin to fill her eyes
An obsession with the past breaking to accept
What is here before me
Clear the lands of this darkened shade
Forsaken in past passages
Through the eyes of legends
The seed of the one who has been
Cast down and spawned within this last hope
Years have seemed not to correspond within their own interval
Damnation fine young man
Withered in death's time frame
Capture the descent in departure
You can feel it grow within yourself
Feel it spread, thickening days
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