Living pity, sad designs, with lost eyes and disgraced minds. Medicated carcasses of "damaged type persona" kind.
Arid lands where no crops grow, no rain pours down from above. But there's something to be found, dig and find this fertile ground.
Desiring for salvation or their own destruction. Demon in the angel's body with peaceful configuration. Is this kind diseased or is it evolution? Higher human form or degeneration?
Solo
See? How you close your eyes, you only want see what you like. Truth is ugly and what's more, close-eyed let them suffer alone.
Maybe someday your own child will be sentenced to this life. Would you despise your own blood? Would you play a fucking god?
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