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: out of mind (a rhyme for the dead) :

from Songs for the Twilight of Man by April of Her Prime

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lyrics

No need for words,
No need for a song.
The dead man is dead,
He's finally dead

You can't ask a man to dig his own grave,
To pay for his own funeral
And you can't ask a man to pay for a other's funeral

There's no such thing as heritage,
no such thing as kinship
or ancestry.

It's only us and nature.
Us and our nature,
Our falling, deadly nature.

Dead man is dead.
No need for words,
Nor anymore deeds

For he is finally dead.

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from Songs for the Twilight of Man, released July 14, 2019

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April of Her Prime Melfi, Italy

Apocalyptic folk and dark ambient (mostly) from Basilicata. .

It's the "no nazi required" kind of neofolk.

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