The blackest depths inside ourselves are a relegation of seated fears and succulent desires forever longing for absolving pleasure and hedonism, descending to the inevitable the end of all breath all life a consummation of desperation and gray bleak existence, hell is a place we all know yet wonder the limits of knowledge and pain all consuming relishment, deepening the void, coarse is the hair on the backs of winged self demons screaming through the ashen skies of dreams.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
