A Spectacular Dawn Blinds My Eyes and Again I Stand on the Summit. Last Bow in Honor of My Youth. How History Repeats Itself. And the Aches of the Past Stab Me. The Disposable Events of a Life That Cannot Rewind. I Remember My Childhood, Dreams That Are Too Far Away. Why Must It Be So Sad to Die?

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The Ultimate Journey Home, to the One Real Home We Can Have, the Dreaming Soil

82:55

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Inside the Eternal State of Voidless Nothingness, Where Time Is Insufficient to Describe Its Inexistence

A Spectacular Dawn Blinds My Eyes and Again I Stand on the Summit. Last Bow in Honor of My Youth. How History Repeats Itself. And the Aches of the Past Stab Me. The Disposable Events of a Life That Cannot Rewind. I Remember My Childhood, Dreams That Are Too Far Away. Why Must It Be So Sad to Die?

52:09

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I Invented Emptiness for People (Yes, Even Normal People) When I Was Too Full of Myself

A Spectacular Dawn Blinds My Eyes and Again I Stand on the Summit. Last Bow in Honor of My Youth. How History Repeats Itself. And the Aches of the Past Stab Me. The Disposable Events of a Life That Cannot Rewind. I Remember My Childhood, Dreams That Are Too Far Away. Why Must It Be So Sad to Die?

36:27