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Eternal Reflections: Unraveling Life's Abyss with Disaster Rex
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Laicize your corpse, beholder of light
Calling for the secularization of your deceased body, the one who holds the light.
Your scars will ascertain the way
Your wounds and past experiences will guide and determine the path forward.
Your lifeless choices will cripple their being
The decisions you made in life, now devoid of vitality, will harm and weaken others.
A Nomadic refusal of faith
A refusal to adhere to a settled or fixed belief system, adopting a nomadic stance.
Temples defied, The vengeance of rain
Religious structures challenged, met with the retribution of rain.
Bestowed upon thy sins
The consequences bestowed upon your sins.
Legions of paws bathed in tar
Groups or forces marked by destructive actions immersed in tar.
Breaking this cycle of grief
Seeking to break the recurring pattern of sorrow.
Time will jump in the holes of a pale sanity
Time will fill the gaps in a feeble state of mind.
The pillars of your lies are crumbling inside of me
The foundations of falsehood within you are collapsing and affecting me.
The contour of her face in the lines on my wrist
The distinctive features of a person's face mirrored in the scars on my wrist.
Eternal return, architect your crimes
An eternal repetition, crafting your own wrongdoings.
Shackles we shared and chewed
Chains that both of us endured and gnawed upon.
Paradoxal truths in ephemeral eyes
Paradoxical truths revealed in fleeting eyes.
Hollowed thrones that we saved
Empty seats of power that we safeguarded.
Bastard of vows, engulfed in flames
Illegitimate offspring of promises, consumed by fire.
The opposer of divine fallacy
Opposing the errors of divine reasoning.
Conspiring night in atriums of pain
Plotting in the painful chambers of the night.
The freedom of your last days
The liberation experienced in your final days.
This cold Rapture vociferously exposed your world's asymmetry
The frigid ecstasy loudly reveals the imbalance in your world.
A nostalgic resurrection of the choices that brought me here
A sentimental revival of the choices that led me to this point.
The leftovers of the night will follow
The remnants of the night persistently haunt and pursue.
Everything you tried to deceive
Your attempts at deception will be unveiled.
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