Chhinnamasta
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صنفPoprock
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مناظر18
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ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I can't fucking breathe The grass is all dead, but I'm choking on the weeds Fruit decaying in the trees Rotting branches swaying gently in the breeze Drain me of my sanity I can't fucking breathe Pray for me I can't fucking breathe We are drowning in the lake We are drowning in the lake A hovering wasteland devoid of time A cancer magnet breaking down reality We are rotting hopelessly unaware of Our nonexistence Drain me of my sanity I can't fucking breathe Pray for me I can't fucking breathe I never made a promise I could keep I close my eyes and pretend to sleep We're only biding our time Barely clinging to life I'm fucking dying inside Pray for me A gaping wound Bleeding darkness into absolution Infecting actuality Living a constant painless death A collection of husking corpses Destined to stride along In eternal ignorance

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