Slipping Into Nothing

By Angertea

On Rushing Towards the Hateline

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Nature's soul

Nature's soul inside my dawn

Beyond horizon it's rising with the sun

Nature's soul

Nature's soul inside my dawn

Beyond horizon it's rising with the sun

The darkness dies out

Time opens its wings

My thoughts get clearer

The world closes its ends

The world closes its ends

Life is too charming, but I could plant in all my shining lifeless fields of gaze

Your steps are warming, but you might be the one that makes me vanish with the haze

Slipping to

Slipping to

Slipping to the hole

Slipping to

Slipping to

Slipping to the hole