Awaiting the Arrival

You've reached your destination and the witching hour's near
You've reached the realization that you have no business being here
Await the arrival
When reality came and went it left behind residuals
When reality came and went it took with it an excess of death
I heard the laughter of cold blooded bastards
Wiped away the filth from digging my own grave
I watched them slither and uncoil like a snakе
As I wipe away the filth from digging my own grave
Thеre is no hope without despair
No space for emptiness you can't be hollow more than this
There is no hope we can repair
It's irreversible but still we bother to exist
Await the arrival
When reality came and went it left behind residuals
When reality came and went it took with it all of you

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