NY drone/noise project.
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Be Envious Of The Maggots For They Cannot Comprehend What The World Has Become
This Pain Is Eternal; We Walk, Through A World With No End
There Was Something Here Once
We Begin At The End
No Catharsis, No Rest; We March On
We Are Nothing; Our Circle Closes
...And We Walk Endlessly Towards The Sun
Once We Tried And Once We Failed
We Carry Our Punishment Out In Silence
All We Have Are The Fragments Of Our Memory
There Is No Forfeit; No Absolution
Our Pain Was Inevitable
Ignite The Sky And Erase All Evidence Of Us Ever Being Here
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Our Nothing
We Walk The Length Of Forever
Our Demise Is Our Greatest Apology
We Have Long Ago Forgotten Our Names, But We Will Remember Our Mistakes Forever
This Is Eternal
The Ground Morphs Into Our Feet Morphs Into The Ground
Most Of Us Have Never Known Light
All We Leave Behind Is Our Sorrow
We Have Taken Everything, And Everything Has Been Taken From Us
All That We See Is Unspeakable
We Are Failure
Those Who Fall As They Walk Are The Most Fortunate
There Is No Life Here; We Simply Exist
Never Still; To Stop Is █̴̨̞̼͙̼͕̭̐̀̿̿͌͝͝█̶̛͉̪͚̳̩̞̄̋͋̒̕
All For What Gives Us Purpose
We Decay From The Inside Out; Those Of Us Who Remain
We Are You
We Atone Through Our Abject Miserry
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The Throes Of What We Call Survival
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