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Anemoia

de Foreign Hands

Resetting the senses
Insomnia of my thoughts
A knife-like utopia
Pulsation
Now stagnant
Brings me closer to the final curtain
Genesis of a dying conviction

Resetting the senses
Back to the advent of death

Hell is mine

Sever my arms from me
Cease to hold what's mine
My past is everything I failed
Failed to be

Deaden this present heart
Daydreaming in endless misery
Summer fades into an empty Fall
As the cold crashes back into me

The blade of words graze
Across old pressure points
Testing my response to agony

Sever my arms from me
My past is everything I failed to be

Hell is mine

Pulsation
Now stagnant
Brings me closer to the final curtain
Genesis of a dying conviction

A sharp utopia
Pretending to feel (To feel)
Stuck daydreaming
In a dying reality
We still bled (We still bled)

Deaden this present heart
Daydreaming in endless misery
Summer fades into an empty Fall
As the cold crashes back into me

Resetting the senses
To the start again

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