In the night, the metal forests weeps,
As the ambient roars of the mechanical beasts,
Pierce my ears as i drift to sleep,
I ask, Is this the life for me?

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In my mind, I hold the passion, panacea for the poison
My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore
Sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships
As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips