Don't bother with your praise.
We've come for your malaise.
We'll never die.
We keep the balance that let's you smile.
But with no ascension.
There is fear and shame.
It all feels the same.
It all means nothing.
I'll hate, but it all just means nothing.
It's late, come lay let's be nothing.
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