they were born to lead this world into the new apocalypse, and then there came lightning rumblings thunder hailstorm and earthquake, we are not welcome into this realm of death.
Étiquette : loir et cher
deliverance
falling in darkness away from my soul, seeing the light imagining how my preexistence was, entering the light now i m free.
ravages of time
feeling like an old person in his final, dealing with dull memories of my life, to dust i shall return.
through thick & thin
transcending my bygone glory, far from dishonour away from hatred, i survived.
momentary catatonia
the wind is shaking the cold is bitting, i was hoping you’d take me away with you, where have you gone my little leaves ?
wretched existence
metal bleak creations, shaped as tombstones, are swallowed by the cold.