Thy Light - I Am the Bitter Taste of Gall
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I contemplate the decaying force of the forged nature, that I have been forced to admire. None of this is more special then a bitter draft at sunrise.
I am just flesh attached to bones that serve no other purpose, other than rotting;
The beauty of everything that has ever yearned to be beautyful is just makeup on existentialist dross;
I am the bitter taste of gall that circulates in the veins of those who still consider the eternal penitence a godly gift.
All your idols are dead, they died in vain, what for?
...Life??????
Я созерцаю ослабевающую силу фальшивой природы, которую меня заставили обожать. Ничего особенного кроме горького рисунка восхода.
Я просто плоть прикреплённая к костям, которая не имеет никакой цели кроме как гнить.
Красота всего что когда либо стремилось быть красивым всего лишь макияж экзистенциалистического остатка.
Я горький вкус злобы которая циркулирует в венах тех кто до сих пор чтит бесконечное сожаление божественного дара.
Все ваши идолы мертвы, они умерли напрасно, ради чего?
...Жизнь??????
I am just flesh attached to bones that serve no other purpose, other than rotting;
The beauty of everything that has ever yearned to be beautyful is just makeup on existentialist dross;
I am the bitter taste of gall that circulates in the veins of those who still consider the eternal penitence a godly gift.
All your idols are dead, they died in vain, what for?
...Life??????
Я созерцаю ослабевающую силу фальшивой природы, которую меня заставили обожать. Ничего особенного кроме горького рисунка восхода.
Я просто плоть прикреплённая к костям, которая не имеет никакой цели кроме как гнить.
Красота всего что когда либо стремилось быть красивым всего лишь макияж экзистенциалистического остатка.
Я горький вкус злобы которая циркулирует в венах тех кто до сих пор чтит бесконечное сожаление божественного дара.
Все ваши идолы мертвы, они умерли напрасно, ради чего?
...Жизнь??????
I ContemPlate the Decaying Force of the Forged Nature, That I Have Been Forced to Admire. None of this is More Special then a Bitter Draft At Sunrise.
I am joust Flesh Attached to Bones that Serve No Other Purpose, Other than Rotting;
The Beauty of EVERYTHING THAT HAS EVEREARNED to be BeautyFUL IS JUST MAKEUP ONISTENTIALIST DROSS;
I am the Bitter Taste of Gall That Circulates in the Veins of Those Whulles Consider The Eternal Penitens a Godly Gift.
All your idols are dead, They Died in Vain, What for?
... Life ??????
I contemplate the weakening power of the false nature, which was forced to adore. Nothing special other than a bitter drawing of sunrise.
I am just flesh attached to bones, which has no goal except to rot.
The beauty of everything that once either sought to be beautiful only the makeup of the existentialist residue.
I am a bitter taste of anger that circulates in the veins of those who still honor the endless regret of the divine gift.
All your idols are dead, they died in vain, for what?
...Life??????
I am joust Flesh Attached to Bones that Serve No Other Purpose, Other than Rotting;
The Beauty of EVERYTHING THAT HAS EVEREARNED to be BeautyFUL IS JUST MAKEUP ONISTENTIALIST DROSS;
I am the Bitter Taste of Gall That Circulates in the Veins of Those Whulles Consider The Eternal Penitens a Godly Gift.
All your idols are dead, They Died in Vain, What for?
... Life ??????
I contemplate the weakening power of the false nature, which was forced to adore. Nothing special other than a bitter drawing of sunrise.
I am just flesh attached to bones, which has no goal except to rot.
The beauty of everything that once either sought to be beautiful only the makeup of the existentialist residue.
I am a bitter taste of anger that circulates in the veins of those who still honor the endless regret of the divine gift.
All your idols are dead, they died in vain, for what?
...Life??????
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