“I walk for the graves, under the cypresses: I get relief to the thought of the destruction, of the end of a miserable and insipid society, and of the his deplorable, useless men.”
The Beast advances inside me, I wonder is hungry... I hand my homages to the Lord to the his thick court... The goliardic crowd invades my intimate cerebral hollow... I feel their footsteps, the moans, their insane voices. I possess not human ability I succeed to go beyond the sensitive, a new world I open new dark entity, they dance, they drive my murderous body toward the poor victim... I am the executioner, I am the victim!! Sardonic smiles, erotic convulsions, a orgy mould from the hidden psychic abyss! My schizophrenia is a inaccurate diagnosis, fictitious... a kind of sublimation of pulsions subconscious... sexual repressed instinct they find outlet in the chaos. The kingdom of the vague and of the void, the olimpus, the orgy of the vice. I am the Lord of Silence, the nucleus of the atom, he break, no noise, dark, death, joy... I declare myself to be the Last Savior. "Fuck you all" cry in the void, the blade pierces through a poor body, they fly away years and thoughts that I don't know, the last breath of my soul! Bastard angels, angelic demons. Possible life? Certain death! Death of the soul! I find still to the dark, I am alone chained to the wall like a beast... I wag uselessly, my past is the chain that he holds back me and he forces the torture my body. Tears and blood, the beast sips and grunts she think about the his next raw and naked meal. A tear on the meat, he gushes out hot my blood; shreds of my life, torn from the hypocrisy. My soul is free, breath beyond the stench of the life, I see endless horizons, beyond the essence... open spaces, free thoughts, the spiritual masturbation carries to the blindness… the irrational is the functional logic of the universe. Sardonic smiles, erotic convulsions... orges moulds from the hidden psychic abyss! My sick mind arrives at to this sense of the life. My life is the martyrdom, the acquaintance is my, deep and endless... Pain!
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