"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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