"O quam tristis et afflicta... In my mind there is just one word... A litany of sins and hatred... I must die this time... Contristantem et dolentem... In flux the patterns shift and repose... Arabesques of abyssal darkness... The tender recompense of dreams... I see the ending...there is but one path left to take... I know the future...only I can take it all away... There is no second chance... There is no afterlife... No goddamned repentance... All that is left is the deed itself......"The Fury
"Midst waves of mute dejection...crawl upon malicious spines of dull fury...rage
burning in silence sought by my own wretched heart...born from the ruinous passage
of time...the truth of loss hurls its clenched fists at the fragile strands of
abandoned faith...You are the night...come forth in endless rapture...you are the..."Wall Of Voices
"A deep and dreamless sleep unite... This Fragile heart and sacrifice... To cut the
throat in praise of sin... A bastard lie begets the end... There is no life but
that death allows... There is no will above the gnawing, writhing worms... It takes
us all both young and old... A wall of voices seething cold... Shapeless forms..."|
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