When gloom does break your heart on pieces
You feel the pleassure of fatum indeed
When brain in shift is under the passion
In eyes one can see high depression...
You look for Oblivion
An' taste it in life
Forget all the tortures
You wait for it bye
Like for anaesthesia
In wich like in Dream
Your fucking illusions...
I set free my feelings on paper by pan
An' wait for the lightin' incredible ram
An' seetin' blood doesthrill your body
When terror of doubt overtook me in muddie...
The all in cognition doubt an' pain
First fly in cognition and fall
I know for now the life is a game
I know instant bieng an' death rawl...
Anaesthesia
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