Sever, sever, sever and cast into the fire
It won't happen again, I tell myself, I'm just a filthy liar.
To transcend and ascend, of this mortal body I tire.
Maybe I will fly, or eternally die and be cast into the fire.
A thirst, a need, a struggling act always left so dire.
A walk up the tower, to reach the endless spire.
The voices inside call to me, always to conspire.
Again and again........ I'm just a fucking liar.
- The Abatement
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