Still, ain't nobody heeding or grasping your fairytalesGnash your teeth then, O child of the false light. Weep and rage at each and every tragedy, as they march along in an endless procession. Cry until the Deadening Spirit enters your insecure domain and finally consumes you. Some may accept darkness. Others do not. But like the stars, they blanket all


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