Austere Songtext

Crashing waves of oppression
Engulf me in never-ending ways
But I still cannot rid myself of this obsession
Which takes over my numbered days

So wrap this bleak heart
In your terror-filled claws
Never will it come to the start
Where I will be free of these flaws
These goddamned flaws
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