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Clay face
08:30
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Someone by the name of 'Clay Face' was born in cold winter.
A child of sin stand at the end of space.
We live without single moment.
I could scarcely know what we did but he was feeling guilty.
Journey into the gate of eternity.
We must be realize that it is forgiveness of sin.
Human brain spread an infectious disease.
Mind is nothing but a virus.
It suddenly occurred to me that I gained strength.
I wonder what kind of face do I make at the moment?
Disseminator make a wave in the mirror delightfully.
After cracking a cocoon, passage was open and light penetrated into murky eyes
The coachman who ride ten fold surge led us along an abysmal chasm to the lady of frozen lake.
Shine out with great brilliant the queen of death.
she wears a smile as a forest.
The great illusion is a present of sin.
A snowfield is stained with her blood.
What kind of face do I make at the moment?
Disseminator make a wave in the mirror delightfully.
After cracking a cocoon, I am swept away by the second waves.
Communion with shadows in the valley of dark rooms.
Based on a lump of disgrace.
As I conceal a sense of inferiority I pass through among the shadows
We diminish the world to the world of fewer people who can understand our doctrine.
Nobody is infected with human thought then we'll be extinct and get toward eternity.
Someone by the name of 'Clay Face' died in cold winter.
An illusion about taxidermied shadows
They are still mourning at the other end of space.
Behold my soul now we are all purified from all sin.
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2. |
Executioner
05:10
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is cutting ankle better than skinning off?
that simple cleanness.
make those dust stand a row.
sentence them to death, guilty, you deserve this pain.
amputation.
a thought comes into my head when I'm putting it in a bag.
I need a grinder.
bring it over a room.
mash it piece by piece.
before that time, skin the face off.
can't bear with this stink.
shell I keep longer? smell your dust for yourself.
I'll look around a world after I put the mask on.
am I gonna be sick of it?
pickled flesh.
when I look in a mirror no soul in there
spark of my closed eyes
I wonder if I might behead someone who look down on me
or scatter ash over their eyes
here I am, diminishing the world.
I better diminish more.
squirming dust never feel hunger.
tell me please let us live but there is no tomorrow.
tell them it won't occur to you with cutting my hands.
we all join in singing a song of happiness.
get altogether, appreciate a work with a smile on my face.
I wish to be glad all but they don't.
cut off the ankles and than put the shoes on.
peeled faces get to the sky.
cut off the wrist and then grab a yarn.
tell me please let us live but there is no tomorrow.
tell them it won't occur to you with cutting my hands.
we all join in singing a song of happiness.
get altogether, appreciate a work with a smile on my face.
I wish to be glad all but they don't.
we'll get into one.
one flesh.
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3. |
Doctrine
03:43
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we are night children
give windy outside the window stare and think what I will that's what we are
Fear, in this world, where I live, dark
Hate, human trash, pierce them all, immolation
solitary life as a struggling shit
violation of my mind is kept in darkness
euphoria objects make me negative smile
depression will inflate a balloon above my head
hatred toward human being is caused by a transience of life
obsession with myself into oblivion is the right prescription
ugly all living things'll be in a state of panic
suicide isn't the answer but do not awaken from the illusion
we are night children
give windy outside the window stare and think what I will that's what we are
burn off, burn off, burn off
Fear, in this world, where I live, dark
Hate, human trash, pierce them all burn them off
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when I was in the woods
I stared at a frozen lake under the red moon.
it was covered with lucid snow
I've heard something… giggling
a girl was strolling on that lake alone.
she thought am I flying in the sky?
I was overcome with apprehensions.
she looked like a puppet.
with a pretty smile that didn't change.
you wanna inscribe her in your eyes?
I couldn't get closer cause I was naked.
so I had to find somewhere to hide.
this dream tells me it is libido.
That'll be fine if I'm dying here at the moment.
I only wish that'll be a narrow cave
supported by pillars with a creek.
the place where I headed towards a flickering lights.
the door was ajar, so dark rooms came in sight after squatting down.
straying treads
I seemed to know what was in here.
forgotten persons that I've known by then.
finally, everything receded from me.
amongst falling stars
down below, the other side of the world came into sight.
falling into the pit of despair after thinking about remedying the whole world.
euphoria is caused by a deep sense of loss.
I'm dreaming while I imagine that everything vanishes and turns to dust.
dreams about a girl who stroll under the red moon and forgotten persons in the dark room.
this dream tells me it is extinction.
starting all over again might be easy.
no one can find memories any more, cut the yarn of mind and body off
let my brain blank beautifully.
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