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Ascension
08:16
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Beyond the endless. Above the sun.
Where neither the worm dies nor the fire go out.
Where fear is transformed and light is consumed.
If I could die again, I’d choose the same path.
I dig in my own skin to find myself
If I could die again, I’d not be afraid to look through me.
Dreams we had go off in the sewers.
Like words without a language.
Bury me naked with the worms.
And cut my tongue to talk to them.
Learn, at least, that I am not weak.
I breathe in unison with corpses.
It's the closest I'll get to heaven.
And now I look with horror at the hunger of death itself.
I feel that after night will come a longer night.
Look at me, an insatiable vulture that gnaws at its own entrails whithout his claws.
Fall, you will fall, and I'll be there waiting in the ground.
Physical life and its crisis have no existence.
Nothing has a yesterday or a distant tomorrow.
The truth is everywhere, not in a specific place,
Every idea of spiritual causality is false.
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Introspection
08:05
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For the day will come, I wait for the anatomy of infinity.
Where life has punished me with more life, longing for the will of death.
Faithlessness default, Oh Death! Redeemer!
Faithlessness default, Oh Death! Redeemer! Redeemer!
And I will sail in the drought of all light,
Inside the particle storm,
inside my own mind to find the multiple truths.
A march to nowhere. A merciful descent culminates in a vortex of despair where I will remain
And life wont be the memory of a short nightmare.
I move towards places where dreamers vanish with all their hope.
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Consummation
07:44
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The impermanence on which everything stands still,
the libations for the endless void reaches the end, and pierces the lack of sense and morality, from inside out.
Evoking a meaninglessness eternally corrupted,
Im a deception of myself, undefeated, prolongued into the vastness,
penetrating fiercefully the multiple reality.
Erasing any impression of life's purpose, Here we are riding on the sacred horses of flesh and lucidity, ever dying, capitulating to the voice of dark, to the dust beyond creation.
god deillumination
god deillumination
In the centre of it all, I empathize with all rottenness without expecting answers. Carrying out the wreck of my humanity, closing the eyes to the shadows.
I have no fate, no regrets. I have no time for hope, I slept with poison and the cold, subduing my sense abominations.
god deillumination
god deillumination
In the centre of it all, I empathize with all rottenness without expecting answers. Carrying out the wreck of my humanity, opening the eyes to the shadows.
Evoking a meaninglessness eternally corrupted,
Im a deception of myself, undefeated, prolongued into the vastness,
penetrating fiercefully the multiple reality.
REALITY
REALITY
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Resignation
05:45
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Thus, the heat of the universe was gone.
Never deny that the disease will be disease.
I resigned to suppress all delirium. The dirty breath of life is squeezing me.
Sick compassions is nothing more than a denatured incessant and harmful character to life.
Death is laughing about the sculptures of time, they were eternal remains, a perpetual dark.
All this virtuous and clogged dirt remains erect away from all enemy of man.
We will dream torments in verticality, feeding children from the breasts of death.
The divine perpetuations blur on the horizon, and the flesh rebels against itself.
I’ll devour the lies and flames that exalt the mouths of gods above every men.
All misery is nourished by the condemned in the lower world that crushes and corrupts.
A doctrine, the fall of the axioms, isolating a path to the ends.
I resigned to suppress all delirium. The dirty breath of life is squeezing me.
Sick compassions is nothing more than a denatured incessant and harmful character to life.
Death is laughing about the sculptures of time, they were eternal remains, a perpetual dark.
All this virtuous and clogged dirt remains erect away from all enemy of man.
A doctrine, the fall of the axioms, isolating a path to the ends.
Thus, the heat of the universe was gone.
Never deny, even if it hurts, that the disease will be disease.
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