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walk toward the south pole
drip blood from my mouth hole
and hope for the best
but i know its over
i wonder if the ice will turn my corpse
into a headstone
surrounded by red snow
the answer is of course
my bones are bending
the stress of pretending
this isnt the end
and with every step
i can taste another fragment of my skull
i vomit brain cells
and oh does the pain swell
i feel the pull
walk toward the south pole
drip blood from my mouth hole
and hope for the best
but i know its over
i wonder if the ice will turn my corpse
into a headstone
surrounded by red snow
i stay the course

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