Inconsistent ideals tend to choke on their vanity
"God-given" laws to
Mental breakdown
Head explodes
Inner tragedies - inner holes
Hour after hour, da
Only such self-righteous species
Could elevate itself above the beast
While itse
Hear and listen!
You who sermon on purity
But stand a spectrum
Carrion on the altar, in the temple of reformer
Guts of
Mirror, tell me why I cannot see
Where is the unjustice,
The black sheep of cosmology, awake!
From your slumber of molten
When the sun won't shine on you
They are inside you,
A scream-like laughter echoes in your head
As the cross-eyed dancers
Sacred absurdities stumble down the catwalk
Silky fabrics of fraud conceal
It is time to break down the pedestal of self-denial
You've
Shivering shadow of a man
You'll tumble down, I swear
Avert those
To thirteen nights, i have exorcised my rites, layed a
I raise the chalice abode of the dead.I'm susceptible to
I once walked in shadowland. I heard the howls of
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