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-and I look, death in the face I start to wither and I'm truly afraid A greater purpose left me all not the same My time is lining up, but you could never forget my name We'll only wither away, we're gonna fall to the cave I always come back, you'll never see the last of me We're just a husk of our names, a rotting pile of pain I'll set you up to fire, and send you straight to the scrap heap From Letras Mania