FEAR. The world now stands ancient, showing her age. Antique, senile, archaic. Peroration impending, not one to assuage. The human remnants of earth. Pandemic winds chill the soul.
A sudden wave of chaos. Then momentary silence. Reflections of demons haunting my conscience. It's all a self inflicted illusion. . Humiliation never forgotten.
Night's fallen, flesh's calling. spilling in the flood some tears of blood and agony. There on the beach lying. wasting and staining the sands of time indifferently.
Feary dreams while a feary night. The memories you have to fight. Don't be a fool when it's time to die. This is the place where we all have to cry. .
Back when man had not care for the past. And little hope for the future. A man who stood out in the annals of time. To tell of the actions to come. The uncanny words of a clinical mind.
Emotions crucified from the beginning of time. Condemned, not knowing what's my crime. The dreams that ever grew in my mind. Has risen to hatred beyond mankind.
"An Ancient Inherited Shame". by Dark Angel. Femininity, a sacred life. My goals and dreams achieved, or soon they might. Unintruded being, innocent. Young, with a hopeful future to be spent.
From peaceful moments to inferno. Early years passing through your mind. The expected world, now coloured in red. And within seconds, your soul is blind.
Forever should it be. Our love for all eternity. Will we ever see. This dream become reality?. Nothing is forever.... Hard were the times. we had been through together.
Emotions are easily spent, twisted and forever bent.. When fixations are not returned the lines are so quickly obscured.. . When I am haunted by your vision, I will cause you pain..
Addicted to flesh, in pieces, in parts. Embracing sense of control. The smell of the pure, untainted, untouched. Reveals as the beauty unfolds. . Intoxicating, innocence impelling me.
We are for wrong denied but conscious. Without a doubt a proof for the lies. For ages have they tried to show us. That our hate is a matter of size. .
The psychological impact of a film that we all love,. It's negative imagery that preys upon our young,. *How could we be so blind?*. Now we step incide conceptually a different view,.
Arising wrath in a penurious existence. Hunting a being of my own. Treading on disconsolate faces. Desperately climbing for the throne. Denying the gift of humanity.
The psychological impact of a film that we all love,. It's negative imagery that preys upon our young,. How could we be so blind?. Now we step inside conceptually a different view,.
This distance will take time. And we are tired of dreaming awake. No place for us to shine. No one these days could now take. Will we learn from what tomorrow will be.
Condemned to spend my life in darkness. Being punished beyond all sanity. Forever paying harmless sins. Bleak surroundings breaking my soul. Grotesque.
Abstract believer -. Who follows will fall. Do you know your true gods inside?. It is us. But your mind is so small.... . Bastard!. I will make you believe in me.