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Apeiron Obssesion

After the final eruption All falls into absolute slumber Deadly order of dark space rules the remains of cancer with shine in my eyes I welcome the end of time The end of time! Apeiron, run through me anti matter invert yourself! dissamble matt...

Carbonic Failure

Your face is wrong, it has always been wrong. It was wrong for the whole fucking time, as your body makes no sense, your pathetic goals are crushed in the spirals of eternity. You're a tragedy, everything is tragedy! Are You happy now? You know what...

Collosal Embrace

Symetric child cries from the womb dies from the start inside it’s perfect mother with original love, she hugs the child let him grow in the mantinels of her preach cares him with strict rules of life cares him with strict rules of death beyond numb...

Monuments to Vanity

Unstoppably it’s marching with a risen razor through the threads of futile, existence concrete monuments to vanity soak up the pungent smell of the end Time trembles and cracks the abyss is widely open Molten sand from clock flows into dead fiel...

Pale Floods

pale beginning cold fever among the just borned matter predictable end of the new life a hectic corruption of the primal void dampness kissed the void and it’s primal slime started to rot everlasting rain of snake spits liquid paleness of flo...

Raised by Disease

liquid child shall form itself by the pattern of heat and cold by the pattern of wet and dry to the solid golem of fluids aweking from original slumber forming his goals for the first time predicted to breed- and shine through the primal night c...

When Pain Turns to Passion

Ignorance, new meaning of self-defence Hiding my fragility under collosal monuments You will starve in the shadow my goals Everything sucks until you build your own egoistic cathedral egoistic cathedral the more things change unbelievable is rou...

Æon of Rabies

thousand year waters shapes spear from a rock waters foams froths by never ceasing friction triangles like foiled - coghweels rattles, sparkles and creates new blinding sunlight the world is made by teeth trying to bite themselves grinding in style...