Song Lyrics
Now it's the time for suffering, to shed the skin to which you cling,
A relic of my everything is all you've left to hold.
Now it's the time for suffering, to shed the skin to which you cling,
A relic of my everything is all you've left to hold.
It's all you've left to hold.
Falling,
Letting,
Crawling,
Shedding.
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