Exhaustion
A savior slain by restlessness
In a land without solace
The sun never sets
Illuminating everything
Descend into madness
A craven fool
Who are you to seek asylum
In the Underworld
Your curse
Is to wander the wasteland
Enslaved by the sun
Always beating down on your back
And much like your heroes
You're going to fall
For exhaustion eventually claims us all
But is particularly deadly
For insomniacs
In the end
You're just another victim
Of the Sandman's cold scheme
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