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We, the Damned

from We, the Damned by Wilds Forlorn

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Ours is a time in purgatory,
Torn from tranquillity
To suffer this affliction;
To rise and to fall
With only absence ahead,
Amounting to nothing.

Thus we endure,
Persist in delusion;
We, the damned;
Forced to wander these hollows
In search of hope,
In spite of hopelessness.

Ours is a moment of sentience,
Compelled to perceive
The fruitless strife,
The endless nothingness.
Here we stand,
On the path to tragedy.

Thus we languish,
Remain incarcerated;
We, the damned;
Banished to roam this hell
In search of comfort,
In spite of comfortlessness.

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from We, the Damned, released January 1, 2012

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Wilds Forlorn Utrecht, Netherlands

Wilds Forlorn is an utterence of loss, grief, frustration, anger, and world-weariness. Founded in 2008, originally, the music consisted entirely of piano works, but the project eventually took a different turn.

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