Chelsea Wolfe
Dissolution / Rehearsal for Mortality
It matters not that I did seek
To conquer fear and vanquish pain
For victory belongs to grief
So into tears dissolve in vain
In this rehearsal for mortality
I learn acceptance and can no longer return
With such tenacity to cling
To all that is me, to all that is me
To all that is me, to all that is me
To all that is me, to all that is me