Thy Light in my last mourning 2012 remaster

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The clock's hands fold,
i feel pulsing in my chest
all the agony of one more day,
in this world of darkness.
Through my nostrils,
runs the smell of my own
death printed
on the grey sunday sky
I kill myself, take my life...
In my last mourning i realize,
i've always been the nothing
i feared becoming...

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