Inevitably Ours

There'll be no rest in this life,

No respite from the call,

Every breath a step to death before the final fall,

And there's no winning that game,

Ours is the endless night,

Inevitably ours, but we'll put up a good fight.

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◄ The Three That Let Us Be

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