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Feed The Living

The sky was not burnt people were not grey shadows children did laugh people could live people could die whenever they wish whenever they had to however they wish as dusk had just been born time did flow like water not blood blood meant life not death but this...

Lab Of Their Will

Your soul is ready inseminated their thoughts their love their hate broken muppet you must survive gaze inside no more soul desperation altered in high performance machines devastated like an afterwar field what you lose of yourself try to triumph over this sc...

Pull The Pin

Aiming at your vein needs being someone you can't be becoming something you're not catching your feet in your fears trying to spread your broken wings trying to take off contemplating your failure hanging yourself at dawn cause tomorrow won't ever let you in t...

Rude Awakening

Let it bleed cause it shuts the doors the same doors you thought slammed in your face does bleed you've just thrown yourself against what you did hate them for makes you bleed makes you proud warns you when and why to feel sad drags you deep down in your own m...

Seeking En Exit

Could I sink deeper in the swamp stench into which I did dive your helped to my loss just let me help myself no more time to lose whith your stupid advices no more blood to spill seeking an exit walking down a stairway which leads behind me I'm seeking an exit...

Selfish Blues

You've got your shit, I've got mine Don't make me sick with your problems What are you asking me You belong not to my family Fuck you all Fuck you off Got my problems Just mind yours I'll be your friend, if you spit cash I like people who bring me c...

Stillborn Prophet

Away from this life back to the swamp trampling the burning ashes of my shattered dreams underfoot may be facing at last with all my certainties which have been burnt on the altar of self confidence there's no pupil in the eye of the stillborn prophet back to...

Sunset Motel

I am that that unlikeable child definitively unwanted with the round dirty face who before the giant streetlights or under the grand dames also illuminated I am that repulsive child that improvises abed out of an old cardboard box and wait certain that you wi...

Twist the Knife

Gut level, below it all. Out of duty - just here. Feeling like a knife's being twisted in the hole of how it is. False hope, an inch of pride That died when i left to hide from non stop battering Of conditioned opinion. Rest assured but not assured, All...

Unwillingly and Slow

What power are you? Who from below Has made me rise Unwillingly and slow From beds of everlasting snow? Don't you see how stiff And wondrous old? By far unfit to bear the bitter cold I can scarcely move Or draw a breath Let me, let me freeze again...

What Is Up In Your Cryotube

So what still running in your cage can't keep your ears to those as sad as you live beyond repetition run away or fade away don't you think your world is too small don't you think live before you die what's up in your cryotube.