"Reflex slows down to nil. Rampage of our common land ill. Sarcasm industry, pillage thrill. Destroying is a refined skill."


She'll do it for me
Holding my breath gently
Any part of my skin
Answering from within

And I will come back

Nothing is real
I intensively feel
More than ever reveal
And with open eyes
Any given disguise
She's covering my skies

She's feeding my flame
Things changed to stay same
Closed eyes I call for
Everytime I crave more

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