The Apparition Of Two Faces In Disgust


Invisible But Yet So Clear


Reflections Seen By A Fugitive


Trying To Escape The Looking Glass


Blood Runs From Open Wounds Of False Flesh


The One In Front Of The Mirror Exceeds The Image


Eager To Leave Further But Chained Still


To Crumble Into Such Nothingness


A Despairing Fate, For Your Lies


To Pretend Is The Lunatic's Legacy


Privileged To Bolt The Nails Of Heresy


Born Lifeless Into A World Of Coma


As The Chronic Sufferer Trapped In Paradise Lost


Missing Insinuations Of What Life Was Meant To Be


Angels And Demons, A March Man's Bewildering Hosts


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The Charlatans And Deceivers Walk The Line In Prejudice


The Narrow Slits The Veins In Search For The Crown


Profound Impatience Makes The Blind Struggle In Stupidity


The Paradox Of The Daily Prayer, Diffidence Is Confiteor


Phenomena Of Ironies, Cast The Litany Aside


How Intelligible, Blessed Be The Forgetful


Holding The Banner High, Unrestrained


Slowly Abandoning The Surface In Contempt


Still In Costumes To Please The Ways Of Living


Witnessing The Details Of Defilement, Intoxicating


Make Sure To Be Pleased With The Ways Of Your Death


For In Days Of Reckoning And When The Twilight Torn Is Ticking


Elysium Is Halfway And As An Answer To The Plea


You're Destined To Yield Fragments Of Hell In Return


Leave Unnoticed With The Perfect Conscience


With The Strength Of The Spiritual Eye


Spirits Of The Token Unchained And Free


Recover From The Philanthropic Macabre Frenzy


The Pale Dove Grins, Black At Heart Ready To Flee


Demon To Some, Angel To Others