Bring her what she asks of you, she knows something you do not understand and yes, you are damaged goods. I stand for what she brings - ultimate certainty. The end of everything. Touch of divinity. All things return to nothing. All voices quiet down. Take myself as an offering. One thing I call my own. I'm not here, nor am I anywhere. I was dead weight, now I weigh nothing.


from Future Endings: A Live Studio Recording, released November 3, 2017
(music by Raf and d', lyrics by d')


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