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"Flora Mortis"

no place to be born
no place to live and die
i drowned a little bit each time
the cerebral juices are pouring
out of every hole in my head
I can't keep my neck straight
and my spine contorts the same
nor can my hands grasp any concept of light
i'll never make it back to the shore
no, not like this
not so transparent
not so disgusted
i almost drown every time
choking and blinking so hard
i can't see in retrospect
the premonitions are incalculable
only in theory and failure
no place to be born
no place to live and die
when i saw my reality rippling
my reflection was unfamiliar
i could feel every part of my being break down within me
so i questioned its true relevance
but it stalks me

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from Born In A World Where They Still Fear Gods, released October 13, 2014

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