Page 1, Futility.

Let me take your pulse... With a bullet... Ending madness... Beginning eternity... A last thought... One step away... Of judgement... Falling for mercy... Bullets have none... The seat of God neglected... Unknown... A son that says... To his maker... Who are you... Depart from me... I never knew you... And buys a bullet... To take my pulse...

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