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Hell

from Hell Is Here by Narratives

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I was left here lonely and fucking tired. Fear was a driving force and a constant in my surroundings. The weight of loss, the stale taste of regret. I feel it. I felt the cold hard breath right on my shoulders. I carried the weight of the reaper on my back. Sick of trying to figure it out. If life is shit, it can't get much worse, but if this is bad, it aint getting any better. Death had known me by the sound of my boots. To have and have not. To live like rats. To break the soul. To belong to the game... Hell is here... (To have and have not. To live like rats, to break the soul, to belong to the game...)

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from Hell Is Here, released August 1, 2012

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Spawned. Prophecy fulfilled. Is fucking dead.

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