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Lights Out

So you made it. Shame you had to fake it.
So you feigned the way.
You're a fucking disgrace to the name.

So you reaped what I had sewn.
Scattered ashes blown into the unknown.
While you're selling my soul cold.

Black lies failing, forging sound.
Lights out as you hit the ground.

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