What good is a love that does not even carry us beyond all love? She broke the standstill forever, gave a will unending to love eternal failure. What more can be said? My words are not even a fragile residue. Abortive stars drip from my dolorous mouth like frail jewels doused in soot, and the meaning defies my crooked sunbeams, wielding a titanic and fractalizing immanence. So I bear the misery of every invocation with neither mirror nor window, and drink the most potent hemlock: the Stygian runoff from the climax of a love in all eternity 'immoral', and inherit a love so blind that it sees perfectly in itself.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
