.I'm holding a pistol against my head
I gouged my eyeballs out again
I am so pitiful and so pitiless
But still enraptured by this emptiness
By this emptiness
I feel as old as the Welsh hills that I love
And yet as empty as the sky above
I am as mournful as the.
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