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from Rot by The Predecessors

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How can we see what's beneath us whilst wading through deceit.
How naturally we can't be fearless, knowing we're already beat.
A life laid out, a path decided, a struggle to the end, but how long til we get there?

Push and pull your demons.
Their cataclysmic weight so crushing on your soul.
Suffocating all hope of you returning homeward.
Bound to the wreckage we call fate or even destiny.
Should we just surrender?
Force the hand of finality.

Is there more we can achieve?
A chance of prosperity?
Is there more we can conceive?
Together.
Is that a reality?
I've never been that sure.

Should we even try to battle inevitability when we've already lost?
Call it cowardice or acceptance, but we'll all pay the cost.

Feel the wind across your cheek.
Feel the blades of grass beneath your feet.
Feel the 'real life'.
Not the fabricated mess we're in, but the natural world we've grown within.
Do you feel alive?

But you know that we are all parasites.
We don't deserve our lives.
The sooner we're put in the ground, the better.

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from Rot, released November 13, 2017

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