The din in my head; it's too much and it's no good.
I'm standing in a windy tunnel, shouting through the roar
and I'd like to give the information that you're asking for
but blood makes noise... it's a ringing in my ear.
Blood makes noise... and I can't really hear you through the thickening of fear.
So that is how it will come, with a howl and
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