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Abiogenesis

The end is here The gates are opened It's knocking our doors When the omen appears you hear Voices of nature that could not be worse What could you expect in the end Being reckless and relentless But now it's too late to understand All (all) just left it all...

Breathing The Ashes

Tell me more of this unstoppable chaos Tell me why do we deserve that The walls are singins the story i don't believe I want to see everything with my own eyes Look At this maroon horizon The burning skies above Like devil's minions rising Looking for a pure...

Complexity

Now hear my voice and look at me! I'm what you have become It's really not what you might ask to be But it gets going, certainly By the last time Advanced life Is struck by a dissonance You have turned to a scum Useless thoughts, empty words, other stuff of n...

Epicrisis

Prepare for anything Concerning desecration A brand new way of suffering Was innovated just for you The foul parasite That needs an isolation Come on and see the light It is time to show you something new New Prolonged insomnia Progressive paranoia Huge brain...

Implicit Sequence

Descendants! What did you leave here after all Some code of morality much like the ancestors' one Not so confused by the face of death that befalls Just hearts and spades, despite the memories could not set a dot The destiny's buried down A place to heal Lies...

Post Scriptum

Now fear is gone But you are alone Let is go as it goes At last you've got no foes Everything you've become Is less than a crum No chance in this hell The abyss the world once fell The big entities No diversities The horrible signs The prime evil aligns It all...

The Last Statement

Clarify the mess of this daring not to be called atrocity Coming with pain and flames not being afraid of even itself Neither any salvation The devil's creation is starving to death But its mission is done well When all humans flee even fearing to be not much...

The Room Of A Thousand Mirrors

Why don't you stop that fuckin' starin' at me (what is wrong?) I'm talking to the mirror Reflections moving Inspection's approving that Over there is something wrong All time long I look at myself to see the difference Oh my eyes don't believe me There is no...

Through The Prism Of Thoughts

One last game to everydays, oh It's just a word now; we are Changing times, apparel and face, so low (low) It's the way of the world we should believe in From now on but never again Shall we ask ourselves of relieving Feelings that do bring so much pain Thin...