Death Of Season by A.f.i.

Artist: A.f.i.

Album: Sing the Sorrow

A.f.i. Sing the Sorrow Death Of Season



Of late, it's harder
Just to go outside, to leave this dead space
with hatred, so alive
Writhing with sickness
thrown into banality, I decay.
Killed by the weakness, but forced to return. Turn it off.

I watch the stars as they fall from the sky
I held the falling star and it wept for me, dying.
I feel the falling stars encircle me, now as they cry

Out there so quickly, grows malignant tribes.
Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized.
Feeling surrounded,
So bored with mortality, I decay.

All of this hatred, is fucking real

I watch the stars they fall from the sky
I held the falling star and it wept for me, dyin'
I feel the falling stars encircle me, now as they cry

it won't be alright, despite what they say
Just watch the stars tonight as they, as they disappear
disintegrate.
And I disintegrate. Cause this hate is fucking real
And I hope to shade the world as stars go out and I disintegrate








Author: A.f.i.

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