A suction through the ground
Is pulling him down The unbearable heat
Melts his feet
The traps has gnawed through
These minutes are untrue
Death is so near
Limbs are dying out
Can it end this fear Far off the doctor shouts
"Keep away from the bed Let him be soon he'll be dead!"
From the exhausting day to a peaceful night
Now he's drifting through a sharp scarlet light
Beyond the fragmentic world and fatality
This is the end of mess and complexity Floating as a falcons wing in a clear blue sky
The pleasure he's feeling now, it's the way to die
Released from his flesh and bones, only lumps of cream
Close to existence, it's just a dream? During the end. Breaking through.
Breaking through. Breaking through.
Breaking through.
Breaking through.
Breaking through.
Breaking through.
Breaking through.
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