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.
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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