Getting Burned (The End of Placidity)

I thrive in the cold, and I sleep upon a bed of icicles

The heat makes me so, uncomfortable.

Don't the fires keep you up?

"I feel you toss and turn."

You swear that the bed is cool.

But I swear that I'm getting burned.

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Rock of Sisyphus (The End of Purpose)

Dividir en Dos (The End of Logic)

The Great Debate (The End of Fallacy)

Showboat (The End of Entertainment)

Absence of Time Pt. 3 (The End of Time)

Absence of Time Pt. 2 (The End of Time)

Absence of Time Pt. 1 (The End of Time)

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Fires of Myself (The End of Ignorance)

Narcissa (The end of Narcissism)

Child of Bone (The End of Prosperity)