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No Love Can Save Me [excerpt] – Oliver Land

Everyone Here Has Died A Thousand Times Before 

There is no getting off this train, it can only go where its rails take it. And if this is the final stop, there is nothing you can do. This ship is sinking, but there’s no one left to care. The song you sang, that no one heard. We live in the same town, a million miles away. We share the same blood, through different veins.

 

World Past Saving

We are the murderer, and the victim. Our time is finally up. There’s no fucking light. We’ve outstayed our welcome. The end is nigh. Nothing can be done. C a l l i n g  p l a g u e. C a l l i n g pestilence. Calling fire. Calling horsemen. World past saving.