Is that a madness possible? The dwelling place is open and bare to any glance. Any uninvited, wandering, purposeless glance.
Parallels frighten. Dark epicenter of the song seems like a flash of light. While this beam of intense souless energy passes through a possible shadow.
Like water in every aspect. Restless water. Can't be bound but in a death, a relenquishing of the soul to a solid form. Solid, sure, ignorant, confident and dead. Disbelief is the only light, inescapable disbelief.
To overcome these that come upon me. To overcome me. To look these aparations in the eye and dispell their mythos. Each and every one.
Peace, in motion. There is no resting place. Turmoil is where this head will lay.
To give up the self and be. To be realized in a world many eyes can see. To escape the shadow and the phantom. To let hell freeze. A deathwish that can not be granted.
The solitude. To draw into this silence, an entity.
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