Thousand demons are hunting me- What kind of torture can it be? External world iiflicts harmful wounds. They leave rough scars. My soul becomes detuned. Hard frames of everyday life cut thoughts like a razor. Are they spare or not? Drowning deep in a greyscale dream. No purposes here, life's stupid and grim.
Crossing the line Feeling harmful effect (of human activity) Сhoosing nor death neither life Decrease of sensivity Crossing the life No one cares what is real, nobody knows what is clarity. Staying alive in this harmful reality.
Every act is so small and vain. Everybody looks like beyond the wall of rain. It's a static world with a static pain Lasting once again, again, again... ah!.. Corruption of consciousness. Current of life enlarges regress. I wanna stop loosing myself and become free from reality
Is it real what you hear? Is It real what you see? There are so many ways to escape reality. Pay attention on the things beyond your mind. They give no possibilities these ways to find.
It doesn't matter what you think and who you are. We are just prisoners of our consumer's mind. Don't you realise? It's time for changes. Scatter mind projections and break the chains.
Crossing the line Feeling harmful effect (of human activity) Сhoosing nor death neither life Decrease of sensivity Crossing the life No one cares what is real, nobody knows what is clarity. Staying alive in this harmful reality.