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by Gino Sanchez

The 12th hour in a Bitter Home
Sustaining the vision of My Last Remains
These four walls find my Shallowest Dreams
Trapped an Eternity within a Silenced Box

Within m Fate there is No choice
Only the absolution of a Stripped Voice
I scream aloud only to find No Answer
For I have fallen beyond the deepest words Whispered

The Pain I feel, No Mortal could know
For I've been Cursed by the Fiends below
To endure their Worst Ensorcellment known
Of everlasting Anguish, Alone

The 13th hour in a Bitter Home
Sustaining the vision of My Last Remains
These four walls Mock me Still
Lost for an Eternity Against my Broken Will