Exploring the fields of mind
I may die, And the rest of my life...

For this time your sign
Cuts my skin like a knife

Miserable ghosts flying
Paling, silent crying In the dark

I wish you burn in fire
Lake of entropy fuel tank

A complex of skin and flame:
Smell of flesh, no chances for disease

There's more and more pain
Increase the gain, the scale is overrated

Measure units are failing,
Stuck in fading in the endless of space

I realize:
You giving me the chance and the way to live

Provoke the action
My wishes overrated I enjoy my passions

Refer the virtue
Cut her cute dress Watch the pure stress

That's overly of you
Naked truth and the dusty wind With wasted parts

I'm wiping up this shit
Trying to fit everything to my grid


My wishes overrated I enjoy my passions
Refer the virtue
Cut her cute dress Watch the pure stress
That's overly of you
Naked truth wasted wind and dusty parts
I'm wiping up this shit
Trying to fit everything to my grid

Now it`s so many ways
Paths and roads to waste my time

Too many time for rest
So many reasons for stress

Becoming depressed in
Lack of tyranny eye control

Now it`s over, I`m tired
And requesting "for a slave" patrol

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