Exit, Exist
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Exit, Exist
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These old scars
Callouss against the touch
Maps made of flesh and bone
A glacial serenity - we find our way
Notes scrawled of crimson and blue
Sought the light of a dimming existence
Unwinding as the ghost of me was pulled away
Destroyer of worlds
We roam these realms forgotten
Forgive me, for I am man
Cosmic labyrinthian
Unearth the soul as I reach in
All hands lost in the crimson
Do we feel what we cannot touch?
Can we pull ourselves from the rust?
All hands lost in the crimson
Keep the outside never in
Nothing matters
When focused on the past
Our futures shatter
Do we feel what we cannot touch?
Can we pull ourselves from the rust?
I'm only seen in the pictures
Most days are a bitter pain
Amongst the shipwrecked
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