Purge the Impurities - Dweller

Dweller

I have one last confession
Burried deep within
And encased in clay
We're the last of a dwindling race
We're the last of a dying breed
What has come of our reason?
Frayed, eclipsing sun has warped our minds
Warp your mind, we're going blind
The sun dies and washed away our minds, the sun washed away our minds
Return to emptiness, as I dwell in the the sand
As I dwell return to the ambiguity of my mind, of my mind!
Warp your mind, we're going blind
I told you everything I know! History's wrapped all around your head, your head

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