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On the reading room floor

Accurate aging no more

Nobody's waiting on us

Razors in the end

Rivers of it, flowing gold

And black sludge water

You lord it over, the waste of the world

Wizards make it, glowing gold

Oh, holy one

Leaves, embers

And leaving no way out, believe that it's all over now

Be stone, no stronger

And still there's no way out

And maybe cause it's all over now