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A song centrally focused around the thought of having nothing left to offer, nothing left to give, nothing left to live for.
lyrics
Sleep, the balm that keeps us living,
slowly poisons the mind,
Turning us into immortals,
Turning us against ourselves.
We have nothing,
Nothing left to give.
As my eyes close in slumber,
Dark flashes parade inside
My mind, my body, my soul.
Waking, always waking
To nothingness.
Still, so still is the night.
Thunder crashes silently in our
cerebellums.
Lightening wakes us from this
Impending doom.
Sleep, the balm that keeps us living,
slowly poisons the mind,
Turning us into immortals,
Turning us against ourselves.
We have nothing,
Nothing left to give.
Peace, like the drum beat,
Pounds us into submission.
Growing doubt
Fills the soul.
The massive void ever grows.
Twilight befalls us,
Quickening this demise.
This moon shines down upon us,
lulling our restless selves to sleep.
Darkness creeps in,
Invading our dreams,
Slowly poisoning the mind.
Sleep, the balm that keeps us living,
slowly poisons the mind,
Turning us into immortals,
Turning us against ourselves.
We have nothing,
Nothing left to give.
I have nothing left to give.
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