Suffocating my body in your jaws, we are restless to your guns. Sickness and health travel at the speed of light. And all my lungs have ran out of air, I'll dine alone tonight. Maybe this is clear, but how quickly we burn under pressure. I've watched you turn to ashes but never to dust. It was your love that you have missed your whole life. You have forgotten that love was already cured. A Mute: Patiently In Flames.
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