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• Artiste: Infliction
• Titre: Soulquake Bizarre
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false ecstasy an implosion is what I feel alchemy on my inner fields poison flows into my veins paralyzed as I drown in flames disintegrate, dressed in black disease now I know what dwells within me ! immobile in spirals down void of emptiness unbound, turns my mind it makes no sense to live can't stop this from being real becoming the mannequin enslaved, to explain what's all to clear returning to devour, as I try to erase what used to be my anger hides within, what's left is misery wasted, broken, my dreams unfulfilled seeking thy refuge where my pain resides "she seated herself by me again, her embrace grew sadder and graver she was a part of my life, the half envenomed, my threnody incantation for better for worse, with tender movements in times of grief" its substance moving through my eyes endless burning of soul and mind the soulquake bizarre . . .