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Affliction Cycles
04:12
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In the world of gray disease
Full of the brightest colors
I`ve lost my discreet place
When did my conscious life begin.
All around was stained by lifeless times that I used to hate.
Endless replay. Pain in my brains. And it grows everyday.
Every worthless day I die. What is life for?
Need something for what to survive. And something to die for.
And I also know that there is a place where I can get to meet unlimited happiness.
Hanged on a tree!
Not so long ago
I packed everything I had.
And went to meet my treasured joy.
A one way road.
Fascinating landscapes rejoiced to me by evening coolness.
And I feel nothing but strange excitement. I was alone on this road.
Every worthless day I die. What is life for?
Need something for what to survive. And something to die for.
And I also know that there is a place where I can get to meet unlimited happiness.
Hanged on a tree!
Unlimited happiness is be hanged on a tree!
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I`ve been led by my ghosts for several days now.
I associate happiness with death,
And I`m like a bird who longs to get into the rusty cage.
And never feel alive again.
So could I be the disgusting God of misery? Which is always in despair.
I almost got to my greatest final of the monstrous reign that the universe will never see.
Universe will never see.
Nobody will see me again.
I`m feeling trembling inside of me
Because I`m finally standing at the entrance
To that forest, where they will later find me hanged.
So could I be the disgusting God of misery? Which is always in despair.
I almost got to my greatest final of the monstrous reign that the universe will never see.
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Mulberry Suffer
03:41
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Watching the sunset one last time.
Imagine all that was mine.
Hear the tense crunch of branches.
One breath before I die.
Passing all this dark-red torments through me,
Torment caused by a sad life process.
The way my life was like, I always called "Mulberry Suffer",
And it was as endless as my position was hopeless!
So you waited!
It`s my body, suspended by the neck to a large lumping branch.
It has already managed to cool down and crows are pecking eyes.
Gnawing out my jaded heart.
It will always be endless as my life was hopeless.
All my torments are sad life process.
Mulberry suffer.
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Självmordsskog Saint Petersburg, Russia
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