My dogma
A trait of this war
Leads to an endless oblivion
I can't see beyond this fixation
As it gouged my eyes outI'll fall
But never hit the groundAbolishing gazes surround me for I am not atonedPranayma
Now help me breathe
Gasp the last bites of air from this cellar
My lungs constricted by anticipation
As I prepare to enter the other sideI'll fall
But never hit the ground
I fall
But never hit the groundConstellations disappeared through suffocation
Air vanished through the hole
Let to rot eternally in dimensions beyond unreal
Hell is around the corner
And already hereThis is the autobiography of a murderer
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