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I was created through desperate times and
I burn the empty past with omnipotence
An invalid state of a sickening mind
conducts to an act of doom,
or just another random choice

Down to zero
a dread mind will collapse

As fear blossoms in sweltering dark,
A revealing entity of soreness
nails me in hideous illusions
and breaks those vivid icons

Digging within the flesh
Unholy Leavings

Drowned in my funeral void
while losing what fate provides me

But we all are slaves of instinct
An instinct that has it's own will and forces us
to make a choice
Like infidel, I drag my self into a vulnerable chaos

Stuck in deformed worlds
Through stagnating thoughts

Drowned in my funeral void
while losing what fate provides me

In doubt we sacrifice our volition

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