Paroles de Disarray
It's all turning into..A mental object on which I feed..
Tears, an essence of life,
An everydayness of self~repulsion..
A constant lack of faith.
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A mental object on which I feed..
Tears, an essence of life,
An everydayness of self~repulsion..
A constant lack of faith.
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- Disarray
- Among The Dead
- Idyllic Illusions
- The Day Innocence Died
- In A Dying Embrace
- God's Wrath
- Mess Of Hostility
- Ebony Veiled
