Talonguard the Black

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lyrics

The finality of a heavily limited life;
Every second is counting to a predictable death.
The impact of awakening is strife;
Every moment is mounting to a final breath.

And so the stars align; that we have met, to my dismay.
Where is the justice in this?
I have been led along a path of foolish dream so i will pray,
for guidance in the dark.
So what the fuck do you think your doing with me?
I'm not some specimen produced for only you to see.
You calculate my pain through your design.
A test of struggle to compliment cold-blooded theory.
But you do not know that the flame that fills my heart is mine;
sparked in embers of malicious contemplation.

Ashes to ashes dust to dust, only in this begotten shame do i trust.
Better together, I cant do this alone.
I'll sing songs of treachery all the way home.

I parted with my breast,
with all the secrets locked within my chest.
She said she'd love me forevermore.
This saturation of endless contorting deceit is killing me from the inside out.

She knows me all too well.
Infatuation is confused with placation.
This will only last a spell.
Infatuation is confused with placation.
It is nothing more than confrontation.

The finality of a heavily limited life;
Every second is counting to a predictable death,
each moment compacted into a final breath.

Travesty.
My troubled past has been scrawled,
Shakespearean tragedy on the tapestry.
Obsessing about the time that is lost to the suffering,
Emptiness consumes me.
Harvest me,
my corpse to the beetles .
I regret this life of remorse.
Searching for answers,
where all of the questions are vague.
My struggle has sealed my fate.
I've shut the gate.

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from Sailor Trash, released December 12, 2012

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