Edge of Nothing and Everything
The walls are getting closerThe echoes coming fasterThe message from the feedback is that I’m a fake disaster Running ’til the walls
The walls are getting closerThe echoes coming fasterThe message from the feedback is that I’m a fake disaster Running ’til the walls
Tell me, brother, sister, do you speak in tongues?Consult the elder gods to sacrifice your young?Do you ever wonder if life is
Power is an illusion that the weak accept for themselves to avoid the agony of change. Weakness is an illusion the powerful
Contaminated thoughtsFueled by toxic dreamsThe smile says tranquilityInside the brain just screams Plastic eyes reflect the worldNo shine coming from withinTrauma blasted
I do not remember a time I was on the other side of the veila time before the time I would know