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This body has failed me

The misery has caused my heart to crumble

I am sick of wasting what little time I have left

I tried to stop the hands from turning

I tried to plug the hole so the sand won't fall

But I'm constantly overburdened

I reverse the hourglass so time starts over

As long as I have time I can recover

Your gods offer me a temporary solution

Filled with blind prophets and misinformation

This city was built on the ashes of martyrs

So you can be a coward

And complain about things that doesn't even matter

Prophets and pariahs

Both want to see you fail

Both have something to kill for

Both have something to die for

Both want to see you fail