internal, transcendental stigmata the power of purity more beautiful that whiteness are you a part of me, like I’m yours? all the thoughts have followed the choirs this singing among the lions we are dressed with whiteness death comes like night after day like winter after summer its nakedness is dreadful
find this purity in yourself and you’ll be adamant like the autumn wind knocking all the leaves
internal dimensions of whiteness are shreding darkness forces are fighting, energies are pulsing prophecies or limits of madness? wounds begin to heal tears stinging, burning
we are the shields of Gabriel not the vermin on which he treads an old man on the cross of life newly born on the bed of death exordium exodus sorrow and happiness in the deepest suffering in the rejection I can feel I am the contradiction of the nothingness’ hierarchy I’m still aiming at timeless absolute spiritualityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
