Heat Death

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Lyrics

Obedient to its attraction
 Sink below the looming dead sun
 A timid hand in the fragile glow
 Boundless is the procession of shades
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 Final unruly verse speaks now, and I grieve
 Surrender our diminished selves to the all-consuming exuberance
 Whispers of an unrepeatable empyrean lament (sweet exalt)
 

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Song Details

Duration
06:17
Key
11
Tempo
116 BPM

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