This is my life down here with me
One mistake for which I still pay dearly
Self-reconstruction
after a granted wish
for annihilation
The dissection of definition
the bitter bite of memory
Cringing in anticipation
The reflections on which we used to rely
crushed were we to discover
that they could only lie
Don’t lie to me and say you’d die for me
What would you die for
What do you want What do you want You're messing up everybody else By being…
Oh my God all the people in the street They look like fucking machines Oh…
Ben güzele güzel demem güzel benim olmazsa Ben elime el derim el yarim olmazsa Adım…
Black palgue reborn leaving salvation on putrefication piles of human flesh mortification of all beings…
enter into a circle of light, engraved engraved in flesh stare in my eyes (suffer)…
I believe, for every drop of rain that falls, A flower grows . . .…