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An ending

This song was created for Game of Bands round 226 : "Random Tarot Card"

Lyrics:

An Ending

There are scratches on the basement door
And everything in it just reflects myself
The sun has already set for the last time
At least this iteration no distinction between sleep and death

There's ashes buried just under the earth
As cycles renew its there only evidence
Sift through them enough and you'll find your skeleton
Mouth agape at the size of all creation

The stars go out in a blink of an eye
As fragile as glass our tiny lives
The world is a graveyard count the dead
Until the cycle ends and the heavens break

No future no past no planned destination
End fates we are all cursed by preminition
No future no past no planned destination
End fates we are all cursed by preminition
No future no past no planned destination
End fates we are all cursed by preminition
No future no past no planned destination
End fates we are all cursed by preminition
[Exit]

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