прогулка в тумане - 5. 11. 21
Аудиозапись
Turn Up U`r Mind
In The Mirror Of Haze -
Through the Valley Of Death -
To find The Sacred Another.
Walk down lifestream -
Take a part in a moonlight cabookie.
Be gone. With The Saint Ghost -
Leadin Youth to - Disappear.
No time to simulate lost world -
Life's crushin' world to violet sand, -
Haven't She cut strings yet?
You're locked. You're Blocked. Still not !DeaD!
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Irreal way flows deeper
To swamp of unimagined.
Meat past lusts - taste 'eir fate, -
Drink salvia of the infected.
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Bye, my saviour -
I won't set U free.
You're already god.
U're already me.
}прогулка в тумане - 5.11.21{
Cremator's laught
brings to son of sinner.
Universe - don't leave thee rules.
U left us in fullsmoken Cosmos.
`
All The Hate
Is Bringin' me down -
To lie on U'r knees,
My Goddess.
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one more black hole -
another way home -
through burnt fate,
to see life - leavin' Your, blessed, face...
when i lick your skull,
can lines tell
what hidden angel
wears the same wind?~
WHEN WILL I STOP AWAKE
And Find myself
fuckin' Dead Angel?
In a mirror of haze,
we're tripping thee fates
by wet crystal of eclipse,
forgotten.
