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Nihilist
The sense is gone
From any and all
This fabled tale
Is no longer tall
The mood was killed
With bitter words
Nothing flies
Not even the birds
The winds have blown away
And the oceans have dried
No one could stop it
No matter how much they tried
Here, but so far away
Can't find a reason
To watch the sun go down
Or prepare for another season
What little you believe in
Doesn't matter at all
Just doomed conceptions
Waiting for their fall
Nothing is sacred
Or damned from the start
Just nihilistic tendencies
That'll tear all the nothing apart
From any and all
This fabled tale
Is no longer tall
The mood was killed
With bitter words
Nothing flies
Not even the birds
The winds have blown away
And the oceans have dried
No one could stop it
No matter how much they tried
Here, but so far away
Can't find a reason
To watch the sun go down
Or prepare for another season
What little you believe in
Doesn't matter at all
Just doomed conceptions
Waiting for their fall
Nothing is sacred
Or damned from the start
Just nihilistic tendencies
That'll tear all the nothing apart
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