LYRIC

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As wax wings on shores of infinite nonexistence (existence). I await you as nothing at all. The abyss of nonbeing has taken a toll.

In the pyre I will smile.
In the pyre I will smile.

A grain of sand fires between my heels and counts the last passing second. To grip the moment as it beckons from the void, it rips into emotion motioned forth until I am destroyed. I am destroyed.

In the pyre I will smile.
In the pyre I will smile.
In the pyre I will smile.

Appalling that the calling makes me bawl. Joy and laughter until ever after.
Appalling that the calling makes me bawl. Joy and laughter until ever after.

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