My generation has been touched by the finger o' death,
all o' my great idols died days before or after my conception.
And we all have this legacy o' being great too.
We can't emerge from this.
Depths o' spleen around our spirits,
Draughts o' misery overrun my Rome today.
Draught feeds fire.
Fire feeds consumption.
Consumption leads to death
And death touched my generation.
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