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narrative fear
a fever is dancing in stride — metronome memory
hypocrisy here is painting a portrait
that’s dipping with crass composition
fumbled trust the father is dead
cathedrals are burning
lies fuel fires fear burns red
now i’m cold, is this over ?
going inside of our, going inside of our heads
when we whisper danger danger
pull the lever, turn the page
i burn better in the morning
— memento mori, the academy is, 2003
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