Bask within our sedentary sinsTwitch beneath the pricks and jabs of conscienceEnter me and the sunA rusted shard to draw the blood.The Muse, a whore at work againFade the slightest sight, pine-needles dampenA broken blade, a stolen face,The epitaph ? ?Believe in Shame.?Well I?ve been dead before- Back before I was bornThen entered Light, surcease of NothingBut merely given timeOne lowly blip of lifeSpinning to the void again.From the start know we are lostA splintered two, the both of usHelpless to believe in nothing.
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