I walk on broken crutches of faith
Yet i dare to stand
I promise till he fades me out
I won't retreat until my legs break
My ego deserted me
My conscience is dead
Im good as one
Playing flesh on bones
Lost in void
In search of nothingness
Absurdity my destinova (so sure i am of myself)
I have never won
Neither tasted defeat
I found my comfort here
On the land i long to explore
Unknown forces resisting me
I want to die sleeping in its lap
Or remain forever in my mother's womb
Nothing more eternal
Nothing more comforting
Nothing more mute
Nothing more absurd
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