In My Last Mourning

Thy Light Thy Light

The clock's hands fold
I feel pulsing in my chest all the agony of one more day
In this world of darkness
Through my nostrils, runs the smell of my own death
Printed on the grey Sunday sky

I kill myself, take my life

In my last mourning I realize
I've always been the nothing I feared becoming

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  2. In My Last Mourning
  3. I Am the Bitter Taste of Gall
  4. Wanderer Of Solitude
  5. The Bridge
  6. No Morrow Shall Dawn
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