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Like Moths To Flames
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a feast for crows
bloodsport
bury your pain
dark divine
dead routine
death cup
deathmarks
destined for dirt
empty the same
even god has a hell
faithless living
false idol
fighting fire with fire
from the dust returned
gnf
history repeats
i solemnly swear
in dreams
instinctive intuition
into the ground
learn your place
lord of bones
mischief managed
my own grave
my own personal hell
never repent
new plagues
no hope
no king
nothing but blood
nowhere left to sink
praise feeder
real talk
serpent herders
shallow truths for shallow minds
shapeshifter
some nights
something to live for
the art of losing
the blackout
the common misconception
the give and take
the skeletons i keep
the worst in me
thrown to the wind
trophy child
wasted days
what s done is done
wither
you ll burn
you won t be missed
you wont be missed
your existence
