In a certain life before you there was a quest a primitive art solution into your death this is the split of soul you can't protect it forgotten kind of art is now selected
Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen what is the point to await a world deep frozen now come to see the world in black is this unreal?
Burn down you can't imagine a lost part into the engine
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Cursed in your frustration forgotten destination a liquid mind is lost swallowed to rot
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Hate is running through the brain simply possessed eternal life erosion that you compress animated life-control deformed impulse provocated genocide incubated skulls
Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen what is the point to await a world deep frozen now come to see the world in black is this unreal?
Burn down you can't imagine a lost part into the engine