Myoclon piosenki

Find the pathways to perfection, lifes misery unmasked, the beakon of serenity. Obscure symphonies upholding divinity, evolution of the keys to existential prophecies The incomprehensable web of a bitter demise, the complex constuction of a soul....

...And in sudden flash of realization, I was dead, and the world became alive... Writhing , sprawling with an intense will to exist, an infantile hunger for the yet to be seen. This was me, and I was it, a dried out husk of passed mortality, and I embra...

Beneath the cold that surrounds us lie elements long forgotten, forces of nature not known by the disease. Colors, aspects, facets, all unused by the plague. Oh if they had known... The wonders they could have created, the horrors they might have wrought....

Delve into the horrid horizons obtain the gifts that lie beneath And conquer the storms beyond I Laugh at oblivion ...And gaze past the shell of perfection I seep through the fabric of fiction. Run away from these perverted creatures Throw away the gi...

Green eyed one, Baptized in the lifesblood of existence, I float beyond the shadow of life. I am the grotesque bastion of the profane saviour I embody the trembling sensation that surround the deeds of man I wear the masque that hides all answers Keep...