Failstate

Temper the burn
 With the death of a night, unending
 The voices fall again
 In judgement and scorn
 The sky disappears
 To fragment our blind perception
 Forge every waking thought
 And stoke our fears
 To the tune of the apocalypse
 To the tune of the apocalypse
 Brave the silent hours
 Resist the fail state
 There is death inside
 And nothing but failure
 And you will never know its name
 You will never know its name
 With a line descending
 As the voices call again
 The barriers appear
 To block out our baser instincts
 Force each and every thought
 To amplify fear
 To the tune of the apocalypse
 To the tune of the apocalypse
 Brave the silent hours
 Resist the fail state
 There is death inside
 And nothing but failure
 And you will never know its name
 You will never know its name
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 The final set of fours
 Repeat the affirmation
 Face the indecision
 Resist the fail state
 To the tune of the apocalypse
 To the tune of the apocalypse
 Brave the silent hours
 Resist the fail state
 To the tune of the apocalypse
 To the tune of the apocalypse
 Brave the silent hours
 Resist the fail state