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Century Faith And Failure

Now they move, unseen. His name is truth, left for dead but he'll find his way home. Truth, back again to exact his revenge. We have become what we have

Destroy the ones that matter to you. And they come back for more. And they come back to you. Hold a pillow over the face of your brother and he will

say nothing. Their minds expire. And love will fade as the days pass. And they will soon forget. And age consumes you. Convictions turn to muscle memory. And

you then eat you alive. And time resolves space between us. The captain is bound and will march off the plank while we laugh and we jeer and we spit and

in life I was an artist, a painter. And we'll watch his face change as he realizes his ideals go as far as his threshold for pain. And he'll say in life