"As a man falls in his unknown
He stops his mortal time.
The state of slave-being is put to an end
And suffering grows sharper...."Streams Of Paranoia "Streams of decadence swing and enclose the vital flux Epitaphs carved inside the mind of time, hibernated and waiting In this livid day seconds flow without breath, without lymph In need to receive this baptism alternated with suspended pieces of void..."The Inner Deathscape "Frozen and hidden in dustsmiles The naked voice rises so pale With fear forward to loneliness Yet so proud like wolves in their habitat..."|
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