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Cultural earthquake takes us down
to the limbo of disposal

I'm wavering
such randomness indeed

Can't find the light
Can't find the answer

Disposal youth is setting us free
Setting sails to the horizon

while the sun is smiling to us in bliss
a void rises.

The moment captures us in by instinct.

The mother
The son
The culprit

May the deceased body show the way
to the land of dead and free

Let the fetus lay in it's watery shell
til the time stops and we come as one

Nothing makes sense
in the light of red moon

and we paint
until it's time

Sytytit minut siniseen liekkiin
ja tartuit murhaajan leikkiin

Bensalla valelit ja vierestä katselit
mihin mielesi pystyy
käsiesi jäätyessä pystyyn

Varoitin, mutta sinä aloitit
enkä tule vaikenemaan
pääsi sisällä
enää milloinkaan

Food once a day could be a good idea. Or is it just mindless...self...indulgence...?






Nah. Noodles and If. Let's dance~

On ehkä tullut aika jättää tietyt asiat omaan arvoonsa
ja jatkaa eteenpäin.

Se ei tarkoita että jättäisin mitään taakseni, vaan että olisin valmis
kun löytäisin sen jälleen edestäni.

Nyt ei ole sen aika, vaan nyt pitää uusiutua ja etsiä uusia väyliä
ja rakentaa niiden päälle.

The most haunting melody ever played
created by the orchestra Diaboli
in the dusky streets of Paris

Absinthe never stops the craving for red wine
the moon passes by, leaving its gleam behind
while the city breathes

The elegance of sound haunts me, calls me
I wanna forget everything
and be the color of the sound

Undying. Timeless. Divine.

The ink is running out
while I write down these words

The chance flew to me
when we rose to the heights

You gazed out to the horizon
And I squeezed the ring in my pocket
with sweaty hand

and inside my head
only one sentence had meaning

"Two in harmony surpasses one in perfection."

Same girl
Same doors

Only the key differs
with each floor

no escape - no way out
no key to a safe hideout

"Will this ever end", you wonder
as you continue your way

to the next apartment

Mere plain Maddison
and the taste of cum
sums up the events

Just high heels and painted eyelids
agitating the sin for flesh and white acid

endorphine - dopamine - will you be my heroine?

The scenes are flashing with low frame rate
I gag while you ejaculate

The night of 'S'.